The Truth (My Disability)

changes in december weather,
cold on ice, these fired eyes, 
sick and twisted to the beat of a different kind

turned a cheek 'til I missed the go 
ahead of me you rushed to know 
pay no attention fast or slow...

                   you make it harder on me 
   
pricked a finger on my words 
with a quiet voice i told you 
don't look back again without a hint of your reality 

painful memories burden  
when you pull the curtain 
on the truth (my disability)

                    you make it harder on me 
  
your simple mind i must confess  
it tears me open leaves me to address 
the careless moments that we've made 
the careless moments that we've saved 
  
you've pushed it past "just leave it be," 
like a car crash, what's left to see?

made a mess of a change of heart in a tragedy 
                        now you've gotta me let go...
  
you've pushed it past 

what's left to see? 
you've made a mess, 

made a mess of me 
now why can't I just let you go?

Reviews

[wordman]

sometimes it`s hard to say good bye
and just as hard to realize how you really feel