White Flag
You can't put it back together
When the pieces no longer exist
I no longer have the mask
That hid what so many seemed to miss
My stories always ended
Completely the same way
Tragedy over triumph
Day after ing day
I hurt some I shouldn't of
But not to deserve this
I'm a blank page in a book
The wind between your lips and a kiss
I am hell
I alone will burn to ash
A neverending cycle
Of a lightning without the flash
I am tears
I am pain I am everything wrong
I am nobody
Who became nothing
Copyright © James Sanborn | Year Posted 2024
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