You're nothing left
But pictures on the wall.
Surrounded by a million people
That aren't you...
Where did you go?
I searched the crowd to find your face
But all I found was red and tears...
For you.
I wanted to run down that aisle
And rip everything apart
Because they thanked the sky
For bringing you somewhere safe.
I almost laughed in their face...
They know nothing of you,
And where you are now.
It began with the ocean
And it couldn't have been more beautiful,
But it grew crueler when they kept
Meantioning a certain someone
Who claims he has plans.
Or so we assume so to keep us asleep at night.
This wasn't supposed to be about plans
This wasn't supposed to be about the greater good
This was supposed to be about
Our little infinitities.
It was shattered and we were left to
Find a new way
By grieving in a chair feeling
The presnece of you slice its way out of us
Like a knife to the throat.
If this is something we are supposed to thank a certain someone for... I think we all need a little readjustment in our values.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
You're nothing left
But pictures on the wall.
Surrounded by a million people
That aren't you...
Where did you go?
I searched the crowd to find your face
But all I found was red and tears...
For you.
I wanted to run down that aisle
And rip everything apart
Because they thanked the sky
For bringing you somewhere safe.
I almost laughed in their face...
They know nothing of you,
And where you are now.
It began with the ocean
And it couldn't have been more beautiful,
But it grew crueler when they kept
Meantioning a certain someone
Who claims he has plans.
Or so we assume so to keep us asleep at night.
This wasn't supposed to be about plans
This wasn't supposed to be about the greater good
This was supposed to be about
Our little infinitities.
It was shattered and we were left to
Find a new way
By grieving in a chair feeling
The presnece of you slice its way out of us
Like a knife to the throat.
If this is something we are supposed to thank a certain someone for... I think we all need a little readjustment in our values.
She was too young...
