Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Grace

You watched as I fell
You laughed when I cried
You twisted stories to tell
A bunch of bullshit and lies
You insulted me at every turn
Pretended the cuts weren't there
Looked away from every burn
Acted as if my sins were bare
You ran from the truth
And said I was wrong
You knew it was you
Who had made me this strong
You aimed at me your fear of love
And projected forth your pain
But I knew what family was made of
And I pulled to strain
The tightly wound string running toward
The gassed-up fire that would burn
The past so I can move forward
And let real fate take its turn
At trying to make a brand new face
Stream out from beyond the grave
Where my ashes lay in eternal grace

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