Stuck
By VagrantGypsy
Distasteful memoriesResidue of what we've left behindDisgusting aftermath only to Close my mindUnpledged promises live forever butWhat happens when forever diesSeeking refuge from the rainIt's all too much being pelted with this pain ofOld scars torn open Fresh blood oozes throughStaining unforgotten promisesGiving you the space to live is All too much for me to do butI'm the one still standing Last in line And I wish it were youBut everythings fine Everythings fineSo I bow my head and start to cry becauseI'm just fine like I've always been andI don't know whyI'm still stuck in in that place You deserted me long agoWaiting with a wilted boquet of flowers you'll never get to smellSuch dreary walls get smaller everyday asYou fade even more into the hot sunNot looking backWhere all I can do is cement my eyes On the golden glowWatering the flowers with dry tearsHoping they'll bloom againSo the scent can drip scenes of where we've beenBut this salt bleeding from my heart only whithers them moreThe brown petals wheel off and Scatter down the road past you in the windSo I set the dead stems in my placeJust in case you ever get lost Or turn aroundThey'll be something left andI turn my headSmelling the memories one more time beforeI slowly start down the other path ofMY life Written June 10th, 2001 © on Sep 09 2001 02:54 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Distasteful memoriesResidue of what we've left behindDisgusting aftermath only to Close my mindUnpledged promises live forever butWhat happens when forever diesSeeking refuge from the rainIt's all too much being pelted with this pain ofOld scars torn open Fresh blood oozes throughStaining unforgotten promisesGiving you the space to live is All too much for me to do butI'm the one still standing Last in line And I wish it were youBut everythings fine Everythings fineSo I bow my head and start to cry becauseI'm just fine like I've always been andI don't know whyI'm still stuck in in that place You deserted me long agoWaiting with a wilted boquet of flowers you'll never get to smellSuch dreary walls get smaller everyday asYou fade even more into the hot sunNot looking backWhere all I can do is cement my eyes On the golden glowWatering the flowers with dry tearsHoping they'll bloom againSo the scent can drip scenes of where we've beenBut this salt bleeding from my heart only whithers them moreThe brown petals wheel off and Scatter down the road past you in the windSo I set the dead stems in my placeJust in case you ever get lost Or turn aroundThey'll be something left andI turn my headSmelling the memories one more time beforeI slowly start down the other path ofMY life..."