Forget ItA Poem by Mercury MirrorsThis is a song I wrote months ago, that I thought I posted...turns out I didn't, so here it is now. Enjoy.
The skeletons in my closet are piling high,
Piling, piling to the sky.
It’s hard to keep them all contained.
They’re like a beast to be restrained.
All my secrets, all my lies.
All the promises I deny.
I’m about to add another to my list.
& I know you’ll be hurt & pissed.
Ill say I’m sorry ahead of time
So I can kill two birds with this rhyme.
You & me will cease to be.
It’ll be just you. Just me.
(Chorus)
Adding another skeleton to my closet.
Adding another bullet to my bleeding heart.
Have to stop feeling, become numb before i lose it.
Before this pain rips my sanity apart.
From a high school sweetheart to an empty face
Sadly memories cannot be erased.
Or perhaps they could if I will them to.
I want to forget everything about you.
Your name, your voice.
This is my choice.
I want to forget your touch.
& how I enjoyed it so much.
Next I’ll forget your blue eyes.
& how I had to see them cry.
Lastly I’ll forget your smile.
Because I was lying all the while.
(chorus)
It will hurt to watch you walk from my life.
But with you, you take the misery & strife.
I hope this all ends for the best.
I’ll keep the good, leave out the rest.
I’m moving on, spreading my wings.
Trying different, newer things.
Its okay I saw this coming.
Now the hurt is slowly numbing.
Stings & burns like alcohol.
But I’m just tripping, I won’t fall.
Ill escape with just scrapes & scratches.
I’m burning down this bridge, go get me the matches!
(Chorus 3x overlapping)
Forgetting you.
Forgetting everything we shared.
Forgetting who.
Forgetting how much I cared.
I wanna forget I wanna forget
I wanna forget
I will forget it!
© 2008 Mercury MirrorsAuthor's Note
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Added on May 7, 2008Last Updated on May 7, 2008 AuthorMercury MirrorsPensacola, FLAboutOkay, for lack of time, (and most of all for the sake of nostalgia for my angsty and self-absorbed teenage years), I have ripped one of those ancient myspace surveys from the forgotten planes of the i.. more..Writing
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