These Broken ThingsA Poem by AKProctorlyrics - fall 2010So, tell me - who's the hero? How does the story end? Do the things we leave broken ever find a way to mend? Who will be your savior when the lights go out? I'd only leave you here if I knew you'd never go without. But, until then, I'm filled with doubt -
So put it all on me put the weight on my shoulders. I promised to be bolder, even if it made me colder. Just blame it all on me I'll take what you can give that's just the price of living and I guess it's what I get I guess that's what I get.
So, tell me, what's the secret to mean well and to do? I have failed so many times with different versions of you. I want to be the answer but I just don't know how. I'd only leave you here if I knew you'd never go without. But, until then, I'm filled with doubt.
So put it all on me put the weight on my shoulders I promised to be bolder even if it made me colder Just blame it all on me I'll take what you can give that's just the price of living and I guess it's what I get I guess that's what I
Have tried so hard to run so far from the shallow place that I was born But it's not enough for love just to want more...
So put it all on me put the weight on my shoulders I promised to be bolder even if it made me colder Just blame it all on me I'll take what you can give that's just the price of living and I guess it's what I get That's what I get.
So, tell me - who's your hero? How's the story end? Do these broken things I've left find a way to mend? © 2014 AKProctor |
StatsAuthorAKProctorRaleigh, NCAboutLongtime dabbler, first-timer with a first draft on the slab. Speculative fictions seems to be my genre du jour, though I drift into the romantic. more..Writing
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