My Glorious Recall

And what we thought we knew As a bag of tricks A stock of lies And at the end of my bruises you can see We are alright, no thanks to you I was a believer In your words Till you beat her Now all of your gestures They gesture in vain You’ll never win me You may as well turn around And drive on home And every time you pass That blasted brick structure I hope you see the faces Of the people you murdered Not just their bodies But spirits and souls You’ll never be noble You’re no good at all And these are the things My heart wants to say And these are the things My flesh seeks to speak But i am done hoarding All your transgressions For every one of yours There’s a million for me And misunderstandings Of what really went on Fly around on The insides of my brain All I recall are black holes and spaces I’m an empty room I’m a girl with no name The memories of you Would darken me They were like solar eclipses Like sand in your eyes Or ticks in your skin You should feel everything that we did