Better

by rpmnark7   Jan 8, 2010


There's a teardrop on my pillow

A memory in my mind

Fog outside my window

And a cure that's hard to find

There's a pain that's in my heart

A call I'll never get

A soul slowly falling apart

And a voice I can't forget

There's a song that's on repeat

A lonely bed at night

A slow and steady heartbeat

And a prayer for morning light

There's illusion in my past

And fear for what's to come

A love that isn't sure to last

And a body becomming numb

There's a whisper in the air

A silence in my screams

A longing in my stare

And realness to my dreams

There's things I cannot say

A truth to that old letter

I'm still bitter from then, today

But i know it will get better.

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