I discover where you hide
laying in moss and roses
thorns pricking your insides
you could make a difference
I could make one too
just maybe not together
that just won't work for you
down there on the darker side
down there on the darker side
everything is different
one more sweet refrain
not much ever changes
in the gloaming of the estranged
a million empty reasons
a million one-lined verse
practicing to be perfect
over and over rehearsed
down there on the darker side
down there on the darker side
not the first time we've been here
as we circle around the end
rest your head upon my breast
before we lose it again
we're leaning on each other
at least that's what we pretend
this time it could be different
or once more it gets bent
down there on the darker side
down there on the darker side
I was a whisper on your lips
a kite blowing in your wind
turn me loose, pull me back
a game of chance my friend
it all drops like the curtain
at the end of the final scene
no applause, as it once more falls
and you call out to me
down there on the darker side
down there on the darker side
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
1 comment:
Awesome!! like always..p.d.
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