7 oclock
I pull up to the house where the party is at
Which happens to be your house
And I can see that the place is packed
But I already know that no matter how many people are in those rooms
I will be alone

9 oclock
2 hours and only four shots in
And I am not yet drunk enough to be having a good time

11 oclock
I saw you looking at me from across the room
And maybe it was just the alcohol
But I could've swore I saw longing in your eyes

1 oclock
I left without saying goodbye
Because I knew if I opened my mouth around you my lips would carry themselves to yours

2 oclock**
I couldn't stop thinking of you on my ride home
And I hated myself for avoiding you
The crash of metal against metal that filled my ears was surprisingly enough to make my thoughts stop

I look across the table
He is sitting there, smiling,
Laughing even
He takes my baby's hand in his, eyes filled with wonder
I try not to flinch when he touches me
But his touch burns like a firey coal
My insides are bursting
Yet my outside is a smiling shell
This is my baby's day
Its his day with his father
They try and get me to play with them
I follow on auto drive
Blocking out the pain of the memories
What of your life at home? He asks
Tears well up in my eyes
I look away, he can't see the pain
He can't see the abuse
I say that my mum is crazy as usual, but it's nothing I can't handle
I didn't do it, he sees it
He tries to get me to spit it out
Not in front of our baby!
We drop him off at home then he let's me in the car again
I'm not a taxi driver he tells me
I don't care
I'm done facing him
I break inside
This is the car where we spent so much time in
A year of memories come flooding back
He says I'm lying,
I know it's true
But I can't tell him of the abuse
We are at my house now
He gets out of the car
I'm confused
Wasn't he just going to drop me off?
He walks me to the door and tries to get a hug
Everything inside me is shattered.
I just shake my head
Run inside and cry
What happened to us?

One moment of sleep that's all I need
Life throws me against the wall
Full of thoughts
Keeping me up
I have cuts and bruises
From life's battles
One moment of sleep
That's all I ask

My name
It slides from the tongue with ease
So simplistic and overused
Will I ever hear you say it again?
You haven't known me in too long

My eyes
The emerald green orbs
That glisten in the light
Are they still beautiful?
You haven't seen me in too long

My hair*
Those long dark strands that flow
With your insistence of moving it out of the way
Do you still want to see my face?
You haven't answered me in too long

Your name
It seems so contradictory
To the half smile on your face
I wonder if you still feel yourself
I haven't known you in too long

Your eyes
The dull beads that sit steady
Trying to avoid the worried gaze
Only to look right through me anyway
I haven't seen you in too long

Your hair
Short with an angelic glisten
Just the way you hate it
Your curls have been taken away
Like the many other parts of you
I haven't recognized you in too long

**You haven't recognized me in too long

Here I stand,
I stand all alone.
All that stand against me,
Are dead to the bone.

My home lays in ruins,
Burned to the ground.
The end war victory,
Is nowhere to be found.

The battle is now long gone,
I live to tell the tale.
But the damage is still done,
The widows I hear wail.

Once beautiful lands turned to waste,
The blood has run dry.
Many freinds now lay dead,
As brothers we fought and died.

Now I am all that's left,
A country I have won.
But there is no greats feasts and life to be had,
As it was always sung.

War is mearly destruction,
Suffering and pain.
The price is high, for you shall die,
My warning is as clear as rain.