Sunday, November 7, 2021

These Thorns

In the pain of a thorn piercing flesh
Or the loss of all of my breath
What is their left to feel
If life turns full on surreal
I am the dream shattered
Nothing ever mattered
I surrender, and I even forgive
I remember and want to live
And I have to find a way
For the apologies I need to say
I give up
November dreams sting
I give in
And remember everything
That was ever done to me
That I ever did to you
I might not be redeemed
At least I know the truth