The Cliff

I see you standing on the cliff
Wind blowing around your face
You're so beautiful, so perfect
You raise your hands up to the sky
Take a couple spins, and start to dive
Into the wave crashing against the rocks below
You've fallen so low
You were the angel in my heaven
The beautiful woman I had to look up to see
And now look, you're dying
You have to look up to me
Following you to your death, as any lover would
Because I want you forever,
And I'll follow you wherever
Just to be with you in some era of time
Maybe in another life
Maybe in Hell, maybe in Heaven
But eventually, I will make you mine
I can speak my mind, tell you the truth
Because anyone can see that I love you
As I follow you downward to the cold winter water
I scream at you the words that might make you falter
In your quest, if only I'd done it sooner
I may have saved our future, secured it with a ribbon
If I could only show you that you were never alone
Every tear on your face, I felt too
All the emotions you'd taste, my mouth watered for
I never lost sight of you, but the second I turn
You fall so low, so far down to the water
To our deaths

Let Go

I don't know what you do to me
But you have some sort of hold on me
I can't untangle myself if I wanted to
Not that I do
I'm attached to this chain
But I hold it anyway
Making sure it doesn't let me go
Because, for some reason, I can't let go
Of you, your hair, eyes, your pitiful demise
Every time you make me cry
It's been too long, I've changed so much
Yet I still see you and need to clutch my chest
So I don't reveal my truth
That hey, there's a reason I avoid you
In my mind, I still need you
I don't want to, but I do
And in my head, I still hate you
For everything you did, and everything I said
Every time you fooled me, thinking you were the best
I would get, and all I wanted anyway
But that's not true, now, is it?

Beneath the Basement

I'm not really sure

If I can be honest anymore

I mean, I'm always covering up

Lying, stealing, deceiving, blaming

Trying to stay under the radar

Trying to maintain an image

Trying to bury the girl I was

But I miss her

I miss having no care

I miss hearing my own laugh

Feeling my own emotions

Something other than hurt

I miss wandering aimlessly

Not really sure what's up or down

Not even caring when everyone frowned

When I could just let myself drown in the keys

The music, the keyboard, the rooms locked away

The secrets are locked in those boarded-up rooms now

Covered by hope that they stay hidden

My journals are kept in a closet

Along with my pictures

Because, I mean, why look at the past

When I'm so changed, I don't know remember it anyway?

I have diapers to change, a child that's not mine to raise

An unsure pregnancy, everything I thought I wanted

But not freedom, none of that

You don't get freedom in this house

But I'm still burying myself

Beneath the cemented basement