?the ever growing grasp of your thoughts
exceeds its boundaries and escapes into my lips
as i speak the words ill soon regret..
;;and harmony will take its place
under the tombstones in the empty graves
because we can never have harmony here
for the chaos might get jealous
and what if harmony fixed the hole in the wall
the names you used to call to get a rise out of me
just to say it all would be saying to little
i could never speak to you the same;;;;or stick up for my broken self
my spines too weak and my voice too meak
you wouldnt hear me and if you did you'd kill
so there i would sit and look to you and silently sob
as the warm tears tried to flush away the hurt
the simple way you say hold my hand because im sorry- -
could not complete what you had dragged out of the closet
i could never understand how you crashed so gracefully
from extreme anger and destruction
to self pity and compassionate hugs
on the day you gave birth to me
did you know you would be the one to kill me too