I didn't even try to pick up my head
weighted down with the awful memories and tears
escaping my blue, drowned eyes and
cascading down my face onto the wet morning grass
and I lay there remembering you, me, US
everytime we kissed you had your little game
quietly taking a part if me for your collection
secretly knowing that I loved it
I was your angel that would fly to heaven and back
but now, I wouldn't fly to hell to see you
you had soft feathers in one pocket,
and shards of my heart in the other
I can still see you smiling, and I can still see you leaving
my back to the wall that you pushed me up against
fingernails in the palms of my tightly clenched fists
amd teeth in a tongue, trying to hold back a curse
you dropped a note at my feet as they left the ground
"Let it out and let it fly away"
I went towards happiness, comfort, and a chance to forget
as you watched from a distance, still smiling,
whispering to the cold dawn air
"Look how pretty she is... when she falls down."
I lost my grip on life and it slipped
slipped through my bloodied fingers
my wings crumbled and my heart
shattered more in my chest
while you gazed forward with your hands in your pockets
meeting the ground was the only sound to fill the void
until footsteps could be heard over the start of crying
you walked forward, knowing you had broken everything
a half smile clouding your almost unrecognizable features
the ground rattled the pieces in the vacancy of my body
closer and closer until you knealt next to my face
you brushed pieces of my hair away from my forhead
like you always used to do to make me feel better
I had to control the blush that was creeping up my cheeks
a kiss on each eyelid made me dream of the past
and I wanted to burn compassion into you,
burn the falsity of the tear that fell down your perfect skin
but you left as quietly as you had come
humming your newest anthem to mark the moment
"Look how pretty she is when she falls down..."
scattering a red and white path behind you as you went
and I didn't even try to lift my head
weighted down with the awful memories and tears
escaping my blue, drowned eyes, and
cascading down my face onto the new morning grass
and I lay there remembering...