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I could write a book on how hard I would have loved you but for now this goodbye will have to do the blood & the bones
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Ever so gently pushing the door closed. Treading softly to the back of the room to sit on the edge of the bed or silently undressing and turning on the water in the shower before stepping in. And you cry. So quietly so that they may never know. Your hand covering your mouth as you
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they stack at the back of my throat heavy like an anchor pulling me down with them filling up my lungs with words instead of air in desperation trying to swallow them down to make them sink instead of me because I can never tell you how I would have loved you the blood &
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I am not weak or for the weak. I have always known this. And, I know even better that I need no one. Until I really do and even then I won’t have the guts to confess it. Because letting them in never ends well. I don’t like to admit that some days I am
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this won’t last forever it never does but it will stay with me just as long the blood & the bones
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you chase the highuntil it brings you downgrabbing the next one to take you higherand it didn’t take me longto seethe new thrill was me the blood& the bones
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you spent your lifechasing highsgetting your fillnever sit stillalways on to the next best thingand it didn’t take me long to seethe new highwas me the blood& the bones
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I could have loved youif you could have found a wayto let me the blood& the bones
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The air is thick, heavy It will spill soon, overflowing And I will sit here still Nowhere to go Praying it washes away what I cannot Hours gone by Or maybe minutes Watching the ashen sky My fingers laced around a glass of once cool drink It’s the 4th or 5th… I don’t know but
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remember the beaches the bombs the blood the brave raining down from the sky rushing in with the waves their fight for freedom the price they paid laid down forever in the sand for us that day the blood & the bones
The Blood & The Bones 