Discontent

Why do we look at old pictures

And think of old memories

When it's just not how it used to be?

Oh, me and you

We had our fun, I guess

We just didn't try

Tied down with shackles

Never to be undone

What had I gotten into?

Your darkness was tender

Intriguing to me

I couldn't will myself to stop

I swear I tried

I know my bitter fantasy

Will never become reality

And I've learned to live with that

I think

You're beautiful

You know that right?

Words of passion and fear complete you

I still don't understand

Why it is that I"m attached

To this sinking ship

But I know I'm done for

Reviews

[Liz]

I also ride a sinking ship.
Beautifully put.