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A Picture Painted

by Sn

Now you're alone Sometimes I wonder What holds up your bones When I see you Slumped in your being Tied to a seat Tide to the sea I see you drowning Want to hold out my hand Cast out a lifeline Save you from it But the sharks got to you Long before I did Took the fight out of you Tore it apart with all your limbs Now your body lies broken And you've made it your throne Accepting the scars where Wild thorns have grown Waiting for cancers A tumor to grow A vein to burst open For that sweet numbing glow Did you realize what you paid with That your body was the toll When you drowned all your sorrows While we were there in your home We were there all along Now you're here all alone And you fill up your lungs Body creaks and groans Living life on a loan Five times did your heart die All wrapped into one Still remember that night Never saw you like that So mortal under fluorescent light I took a picture That you may never forget Naive in my thinking I know somewhere there's regret But you keep taking that killing path Keeping company with bottles Burning cigarettes Lonely ghosts all around you They follow you into your bed Keep you from sleeping My tears for the fears kept in your head You're mine until my bones hurt Though I've pushed you away It's your blood running through me Being your son means feeling pain So many things happened to us Best intentions were never enough When you slipped you took us with you Showed us places we never asked to see Showed us your faces Distorted The beasts within that still hunt for me in dreams I don't know where to put you With this love I can't let go I cannot hate you Even when you break me When at nights I stay up alone With all that goes through me Your hands they are stones They hammer straight through me You're old now But I'm no longer young Watching you ghosting out A picture painted But the portrait's wrong It's just shells now The spirit's gone It's your hell now And I am still your son
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