From K to S

Regrets and promises I forgot to make.

How easy is it to let go?

To move on?

I have my security blanket in one hand

And a suit jacket in the other,

Both providing a sense of protection in their own ways.

But I can’t wear both.

My mouth is wide open,

Yet I can’t scream anymore.

Where was this fury when it mattered?

My knees were bruised

From begging at unworthy feet,

Leaving unscathed and fulfilled.

When it finally fucking matters

It won’t anymore.

Two years of waiting for an answer

And all I’m allowed is more time to wait.

Why are you the one who controls who I am?

Who I want to be, who I have to be

To shake the cold you left on my shoulders.

Someday I’m gonna taste the sun.

I slept on the wrong end of the bed, again

I guess I don’t know up from down

Right from wrong

Spoke from sung,

Look

I know it’s rough being on your own

But at least you can go back home

To someone you love, to someone who needs you.

That’s more than most of us can bear to hear.