by wordypenguin

It’s a new day, a new chance
Avoiding the thought of you coming back
I’ve been drafted in your void
I feel shafted waking up on your shore once again

I never really let you go
Just thought you should know
Even though you broke my bones
Your soul is where I make my home

You were looking for another way out
Tried to fix these broken things
All we had left though were shreds

You were stumbling a new way down
Falling on your broken wings
All we had left though were fragments

Can’t blame it all on you
Can’t blame it all on me
We were too naive to ever be

It’s too bad you finally came to your senses
I won’t even get to hear another sentence
It’s hard looking back knowing what I could have done
I’m never going back; I’m always on the run
You never really find what you leave behind
But in the end, all I had left were pieces

2 Comments to “Pieces”

  1. Pretty vivid, uncomfortably so–which means, well written; familiar.

  2. uncomfortable but, then again, truth always cuts to the core!

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