Haven
Well-known member
Where were you my only hope. To stop me from my overdose.
You are the tune. I'll hum your notes.
Your the sweetest breeze a breath can hold.
Your a work of art that bares a soul.
Now I lie in a tomb alone. This prison that I call a home.
I wrote a book you threw away.
your name was written on every page.
Those chapters were my every day.
And you ripped
out every page.
You were a song I wouldn't play.
the very word I wouldn't say.
You were a bird, and I your cage.
But when I finally opened up to you.
You flew away.
You are the tune. I'll hum your notes.
Your the sweetest breeze a breath can hold.
Your a work of art that bares a soul.
Now I lie in a tomb alone. This prison that I call a home.
I wrote a book you threw away.
your name was written on every page.
Those chapters were my every day.
And you ripped
out every page.
You were a song I wouldn't play.
the very word I wouldn't say.
You were a bird, and I your cage.
But when I finally opened up to you.
You flew away.
