Leave It

You can have everything, 
but leave the pain
It’s the only thing 
we’ve ever really earned.

It’s no mystery where you’ve been,
 your tracks read just like a map,
And you wear your scars
so proud, like an army man
with another kill, 
and just as blind.

You say no ones going to 
pull your strings, hiding
under your sheets, sweating 
shadows on the wall, drowning 
 in tears no one sees.

All the lies have been told now,
 Water turned to stone 
to fortify your demise. 

Cut the connection 
to the phone. Its 
just you now, you
 and your soul.

And now that it’s ending,
You can’t help but wonder?
“ If just maybe, 
if you just might 
have been...
wrong..”

introspectionverse

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