Growing Old
You were a fantasy that I was obsessed with until you said your goodbyes
I pick up the phone in surprise...it was you, desperately in need...
I’m in disbelief…
Shed relief upon my grief
I reduce to ash…
Guilty for the wrong I’ve done to earn this cash
In captivity and spell-bound by deception
Drenched in pride and depression
I’m growing old
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold
I fainted when I saw you leave my side
I paint my face the colors of the rainbow
I’m growing old
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold
I hated the fact that you took a long time to decide
You need to wipe away the tainted sorrow
I’m growing old
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold
Plastic bliss marinates my tattered soul this silent night
Yesterday is underneath us now…let go of the past’s regrets – the devil’s winning
I’m growing old
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold
Numbness takes over me – blanket me with God’s light
You were my five-leaf clover once upon a time; now, my mind’s spinning
I’m growing old
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold
I’m in disbelief…
Shed relief upon my grief
I reduce to ash…
Guilty for the wrong I’ve done to earn this cash
In captivity and spell-bound by deception
Drenched in pride and depression
I hung up the phone the moment you yelled at me and uttered words of greed
Can't you see the agony, springing out of my eyes?
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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