I needed this time
to reflect...
Heavy,
cast solid in sleep...
How can I teach you son
Make you understand...
Never base life on memories life is to short to...
Looks like I'm stuck in the past
Holding onto a love not meant to last...
On paper we are family,
in blood we are brothers...
She ran away from home
Because she had no other choice...
Spitting words with no meaning
Wide awake constantly dreaming...
The mind says go, but the heart says no,
The hands hold on, but the fingers let go...
Family,
Friends...
You are never with me, nor around
You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore...
Nickels and Dimes
Copyright September 30, 2008 Corinne Curcio...