Bloody Mary

A key is just a key
until it bites into a thumb.
A word is just a word
until it leaves you feeling numb.

Cried out poems matter not
with starlit tears upon a face.
Each one screaming angry love;
rose petals and bloody lace.

Falling stars shatter the silence.
Boom. Boom. Echo. Resumes again.
Solid rock in an uneasy ocean...
blood falls in unrequitted sin.

Do you get the picture yet?
Is the watter Carribean clear?
When a key becomes deliverance...
Still think I'm strong, my dear?

"Son, I am not everything you thought that I would be
but every story I have told is part of me..."
~How I Go- Yellowcard