I watched you turn into
A punching bag
Until the sand worked to settle in pit of your stomach
It’s the kind of love so heavy and jagged now
Like a kidney stone that you thought would never pass
Until it passes
Painful and ******
And you think
“How could such a small thing like that
Hurt me so badly”
And you finally understand forgiveness
Like the pinstripe scars on your back
You have to feel the metal leave you
Before you can let anything go
And you have to remind yourself
Someone is always going to love you
Despite your broken record
Skipping at the spot where
Your song hits its chorus
You have to remind yourself
That eventually
The thin metal fibers will
Find the next groove
And then you can groove
Into the beat breakin’ happy
Of your constantly confused smile
And settle your doubts
Into the arms of someone
Who doesn’t have all the answers
But knows exactly when to hold you
You have to remind yourself
How often the right thing to say
Is sitting between a bitten lip
And deep breath
And finally a smile
A laugh
A tear
Don’t offer answers to the questions you never wanted to be asked
Don’t tan the leather
Of the thickest parts of your skin
Even punching bags break
Don’t hang your head to watch
How your feet pace towards the end
The end is always gonna be there
And remember
Someone
Is always going to love you
Sep 5, 2011
Sep 5, 2011 at 7:49 PM UTC
I watched you turn into
A punching bag
Until the sand worked to settle in pit of your stomach
It’s the kind of love so heavy and jagged now
Like a kidney stone that you thought would never pass
Until it passes
Painful and ******
And you think
“How could such a small thing like that
Hurt me so badly”
And you finally understand forgiveness
Like the pinstripe scars on your back
You have to feel the metal leave you
Before you can let anything go
And you have to remind yourself
Someone is always going to love you
Despite your broken record
Skipping at the spot where
Your song hits its chorus
You have to remind yourself
That eventually
The thin metal fibers will
Find the next groove
And then you can groove
Into the beat breakin’ happy
Of your constantly confused smile
And settle your doubts
Into the arms of someone
Who doesn’t have all the answers
But knows exactly when to hold you
You have to remind yourself
How often the right thing to say
Is sitting between a bitten lip
And deep breath
And finally a smile
A laugh
A tear
Don’t offer answers to the questions you never wanted to be asked
Don’t tan the leather
Of the thickest parts of your skin
Even punching bags break
Don’t hang your head to watch
How your feet pace towards the end
The end is always gonna be there
And remember
Someone
Is always going to love you
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