Sunday, October 21, 2018

Rusted Stilts

Your rusted stilts
were born to break
You keep your heart tied
to the ones that shake
Will you ever wake
When all the dreams
turn into dust
You lose the face
you wanted to trust
Are you just like him
Waiting on the wall
not ready to swim
And you can't give in
I thought I had
a hold of your heart
I watched you bleed
right from the start
And it looked like art
Now the splinters
have dug themselves in
You thought having me
meant that you win
Now you drip with sin
I can't drink
the tears you don't cry
I just watch as the years
fly by and by and by



-April 2017

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