The Secret of Last December

The secret of last December begins to seep through the cracks
in your oh so perfect existence, the words you spit forth continue 
to prove to me that there is nothing left to believe in, this winter 

has never been more cold and your eyes have never held more lies,

against the grain the sun arises bringing forth a new summer, 

yet you continue to push and pull, shattering hopes and

driving a nail straight through our perfect portraits

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You say he deserves it, but when the anvil finally slams

the family tree falls, a walking disaster this becomes and the

five year old cannot cry enough, everything becomes nothing

and neither understand how unbalanced we have now become 
defying the very image you believe in, it’s too late to even hope

on a prayer, alone I sit in my room, surrounded by old portraits of

laughter and family, yet now scarred I'm on my way out

You've Lost Me

He reached for her hand whispering “I don’t want to lose you”

As the bell begins to toll, remember the nights so long ago
Shooting stars and crashing waves upon the sand
A thousand stories and secrets given so freely
I thought my fairytale had just begun, but as the tears
Fall from your blue eyes I realize this was simply a lie

Curled up beneath my comforter, your letters lie
In torn bits across the floor, watch the candle set flame
To what had once been words of assurance and adoration
Numbness begins to crawl across my shoulders and down my arms
Causing the last memory of you to slip from my mind

And before I can even wrap my mind around this misconception
Your eyes dry and the same smile replaces all hope 
Of a future, I am standing right before you and yet,  
I know I am dead in your mind, 

And as you reach for my hand I cannot help but whisper, 
“but you don’t want to keep me either”