Words

Wish we could walk back
To where it was us;
Synchronous bands of love
Against the shambolic sepsis of world,
That severed hands that held together

Why is it so hard to let go of memories
When I have already let you go?
Why do we cry over
What once made us laugh?
Why do we say things
We can’t take back?

Words are feathers,
That cut like knives
Lost in the wind
Untill they settle beneath the skin

I Cant take back those dastardly words
I kept running away
When I got too close
Afraid to lose what I never had
Scared of the dark
Threatened by the unknown

Now I have
Walked out of the sepulchre of pain
Where I have laid my monsters down
To rot and to rest
Found my voice and lost the words
That can call you back
It is too late now
What was always there,
Took too long to descry
But in another life,
I will make you stay