It was you

When do tears

stop being just tears

but the crude sign

of a dying light?

​

Memories, laughter

and faces

soon no one will remember

who died of old age

or

of a broken heart

or

of a desolation

too big

not even the strongest could fight.

​

​

Hear me out

for I know nothing

but the songs of those

that have come and gone,

and it is now that I know

that names are useless

just like wet footprints in the rain

​

Carry on,

​

Carry on,

​

Do everything but let go

of the world

that

never

wanted

you

in the first place

​

These are their words

I know,

I know,

they tried their hardest

to imprint them in my brain

and so deep they went

they are all I ever hear

​

Because in the end

sorrow can only birth sorrow

and

as I look at my palms

all I see are blisters

passed onto me

by those that didn't think deserve them

but I did

​

Because I’m here

​

And I’m here

because of them

and because of them

of sorrow I’m made

​

Dream peaceful dreams

because when you’re gone

it’ll be my time to play

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Thanks for reading!!

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