You want me to believe
There is no pain
But I know better
to believe in something that seems
perfect as if it were true
No wrinkles to hide
No worry lines to erase with the
Pencil of solution
Do you think I am that naïve to think that you are peachy now like melting ice cream in the hand of a babe on a hot summer day?
The days where it looks like the tracking is trying to adjust as if watching the scene on a VCR.
No inspiration comes to me anymore
Without you in my life
Are you protecting me from something you don’t want me to see?
To shield me from helping you from afar.
No more talks into the night,
Into the day.
Tears into a glass filled with something that dulls the senses
You’ve been dulling yourself for years
Shine my friend
Shine like you swallowed a light bulb that won’t turn off.