Melody of love

Melody of love

I washed my tears and
broke my fall
screamed at the world
I meant nothing
at all as
I cleansed my mind and
erased the past
I buried the songs
I knew
would not last and
while I flushed my fears and
broke your heart
you watched me drown
and fall apart
while I watched in fear
and broke your fall
you screamed at the world
I meant nothing
at all


But fool
it is not
about
me
or
you

It is about him
it always has been

And what I still don’t get
is how you wanted
not to lose me
but to keep me
but refused to show me
unless you count the
bitter words
and bruises
as the love
I had been missing

Is that love?
Because then I know love
Oh
I know love

I know what I’m missing

One

and while his heart was
in my body
you knocked me
to
the
floor

what a blessing!
he won’t remember!

endless nights
you called me
‘whore’

but fool
it is not
about
me or you

you made me believe
what you bounced
in my brain
so excuse me I ran
because I had to stay sane
and oh, pain
it was
to run
from insane
but sane
it was
to run
from the pain

And I’m running
I’ve been running
All my life

Can you tell?

Because they could

And what I still don’t get
is how you wanted
not to lose me
but to keep me
but refused to show me
unless you count the
bitter words
and bruises
as the love I had been missing

Is that love?
Because then I know love
Oh
I know love
I know what I’m missing

And what I still don’t get
is why you taunt me
forever haunt me
and how you murder everything
that
once
was
unless you count the
bitter words
and bruises
as love

But is that love?

‘I love you’ he said and
‘Men never get over it’ so
‘Allow me to hate you’ and
‘shame you’ and blame you’
‘to tear everything apart’

from the start

Oh
I know what I’ve been missing

It is
what you need
what you scream in my face
while time
keeps on
ticking
tick tick ticking
I shall ask once more
Is that love?

Because then I know love
Oh
I know love

I know what I’m missing

I was a fool
not just once

Two

Pain it was
to run from insane
but sane it was
to run from the pain

Three
And I’m running
I’ve been running
All my life

Can you tell?
Because they could

One
and while his heart was
in my body
you knocked me
to
the
floor
what a blessing!
he won’t remember!
all the nights
you
called me
‘whore’

I woke up
and
it was
without you


breathing

slowly

I could finally do

and
pain it was
to run from insane
but sane it was
to run
from
the
game

And I’ve been playing
I’ve been running
All my life
Can’t you tell?
Because they could as
I washed my fears and
broke their heart
they watched me drown
and fall apart as
I washed his tears as I
broke his fall
one screamed at the world
I meant nothing at all
As I cared for his scars I broke
and he broke the wall
two screamed
I meant nothing at all
and I watched my fears
running from you
could finally breathe
could finally do
what needed to be done
so cruel you fool
because
you have a son
and you had me
too

I cleansed my mind and
drowned my past as I
buried the songs
that I knew
would not last

I woke up that day and
it was without you
breathing slowly
I could finally do

And I’m running
I’ve been running
All my life
Can you tell?

Because they could

One
You have always known
that
Two was not Two

really
he was
Three

because I had his heart
in my body
when
you knocked me
to
the
floor

And what I still don’t get is why
you never tried harder
to do anything
but what you did

And what I still don’t get is why
you lie and twist and
why of all people
I am punished for it
while I am not you
I am me,
we are not two!
while
I gave you
life
and it was the best
I could do
before
I covered my heart
and
said
goodbye
to you

Still


you make it
about me
and
you

Do you see his life?
He comes running to you
while you punish his mother
and at the same time
him
too

So again
is this love
or do you really want us
dead
so you can finally move on
finally forget
that
This is
about me or you

Because fool
it is not about
me or you

It’s about him

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