Blind Sided
According to you,
We are perfect.
But to me we are falling pieces of glass,
Smashed with a fist of disillusion images.
Waking us up to a hatred for this life we lead.
Knowing we are both in above our heads.
Maybe we could be ok or safe.
I watch everything slip away into a sea of bleakness.
I try not to find fault but your face is all I see when I try to walk away.
Feeling that our love is blown away.
As if all we got is this season of regrets.
I try not to look back, feeling that the simple shouldn’t be hard.
How I wasted my love for you.
Misunderstanding and resentments sink our bridge of hope.
Telling myself today could be the start of something beautiful.
This a battle with one last draw.
You thinking we would be fine as all these years pass by.
I told you so many times about this belated heartbreak.
Only getting blindsided by you every time.
So I back down and go downtown to my pub of tears.
Drowning in fears.
This is my fallout of our future, as I sink eight feet deep.
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