Jaded


When you're on your own
Do you think you fly high?
Just like angel
a beautiful white lie
On the wings of
discover
do you think there's different sky?

Drifting with an aimless wanderer
searching for control
I look for the lost feathers
that brought us up so high
The grounds lost
beneath the feet
and the different twists
that never did let it wry

When you were here in fall
I couldn't stop
to lose it all
and now regaining seems
pointless again
I'd sit here and mull
in distaste and identify
the why behind the
grimace

The weapons of words
and the thorns of
lull,
the gifts of memories
and the pain of lying still

What you brought is wrapped
caressed with my intrigue
the freedom of
afterthought hasn't let me
draw bleak..

Hints allegations and words
left unsaid
are jaded of affection
that
misspelled
vision for blur

This is for laughter
and all the black days
Jaded are memories
and merciless are the ways

Her - that I love, I wish to be free
free from within
and yet
of her to be me