Then Daisy Knocked At The Door

The fury of forgetting....

Stoic in the presence of her eyes, the blur to mask the shame inside.
She knocked at the door…
The touch of a day long past, like a whirlwind. The smell of a tangled memory, like vengeance.
And this she she knocked at the door…
I hear you daisy, loud and clear.
I hear you daisy, I wish to disappear.
She knocked at the door…
Days I have spent distorting your face, weeks I have pleaded my mind to erase…
And now she knocks at the door…
I'm frozen here, I can not bare.
This tortured moment, my heart so scared.
She knocked at door…
I will never let you in.
I will never live for you again.
Keep knocking daisy.
Till your hands run pale.
Keep knocking daisy.
I'll see you in hell