Pained Eyesight

by brie kelly wise   Apr 26, 2008


Out of touch as I fight with pained eyesight
Maybe I'm crazy but this war seems too hazy
Too unexplainably real to say I can feel
I lost my mind around the last time
You pulled out your gun and had your fun
I blessed the lives watching while they cried
You kissed my forehead and so sweetly put me to bed
I watched you sleep while I got up to leave
You held me down and kept me around
I trusted you as you spilled the forgotten truth
You promised me that if I stayed you would let me breathe
I relaxed in your arms and paid attention to your heart
And for some reason it was too easy

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