Its Not Always A Dance

Tarnished dreams leftover romance.

Bliss cast mistakes.

Its not always a dance.

 

When first we saw second we knew.

My past is silkend wasteland.

For the most part thanks to you.

 

Traggic dream and tommorows knews.

A long trains whistle.

Sold the soul to sing another mans blues.

 

Ripped pages gray for now.

Moved past the point.

Although I can never understand how.

 

 Can you see heart in pages past.

Do you reconize my face.

Will this bee's sting forever last.

 

Turn it back and soften this punch.

Lif'e not dealt it's fatal blow.

Although unknown I still have a hunch.

 

 

We balnce as drunkards in a awkward stance.

Maybe it's wrong.

But it's not always a dance.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

It's not always a dance and yet we keep putting one foot in front of the other..xo Great write..x