Riddle me this,
Riddle me that
How the world can move forward
But you stay back.
Frozen in time
With chills
Down your spine
The edges become
Ripped, wrinkled
Unkind
Monsters jab from behind you
And flooding waters rush towards your front
You've been left with no protection
In a world that is so blunt
And still you're glued
To that night
In the hospital where he
Lay
And you screamed you lashed
You scrambled and wept
You pushed the death away
Your eyes had dried
And yet your heart
Still feels broken through the core
You'll never get over this death
I fear
Forevermore.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 10:04 AM UTC
Riddle me this,
Riddle me that
How the world can move forward
But you stay back.
Frozen in time
With chills
Down your spine
The edges become
Ripped, wrinkled
Unkind
Monsters jab from behind you
And flooding waters rush towards your front
You've been left with no protection
In a world that is so blunt
And still you're glued
To that night
In the hospital where he
Lay
And you screamed you lashed
You scrambled and wept
You pushed the death away
Your eyes had dried
And yet your heart
Still feels broken through the core
You'll never get over this death
I fear
Forevermore.
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