Last Time

It always seems to be raining even though it doesn’t fit and your eyes just see the sidewalk of a midnights abandoned street while you drag your heart behind you with all the pain of a broken leg the bitter taste of the morning is something you would sooner try to forget It’s not something that you wanted it’s not anything that you planned the only real torment was hanging on till the bitter end standing at the bus stop with nothing else to see nothing but the cold wet night seen through the screws of cold hard tears empty eyes refusing reality and stabbed by memories No you’re never going to sacrifice never yourself again you’re never gonna do this for love or break on a crooked knee never for something that is not compassion in every kiss you gave designed for liberation only shoveled dirt onto your grave With no where else to turn and no where else to hide stamp down on no tomorrow with vodkas black daybreak tide capitulate to the twisted knife now buried in your soul and for love the light behind your shadow slowly falls slowly closed is surely something you will know you won’t ever forget her and she won’t ever let you go Send it down to quench the burning thirst the empty bottle plagiarizes all of your remorse her place she made around you will never be filled again as the hours slash the silence on the echoes of her name only for love some permanence can remain the midnight streets where no one walks is where your love will forever be the same