"Et Tu"

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"Et Tu"


She’s lying in bed,
Cold and alone,
Her body feels odd,
Like its not quite her own,
She pulls of the sheets,
From off of her head,
The way that they feel,
Convinces her that she is dead,
Everything that she touched,
Felt like a line from a book,
Some one else thoughts,
On how things should look,
She wanted to scream,
If she could only breathe,
Remembering now,
Is like remembering a dream,
This sent on her skin,
Is just her getting older,

She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,
She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,

With pressing fingertips,
She rubs at her eye lids,
Wishing that everything,
Would stop falling in,

Running her finger,
On the rusted frame,
She opens the window,
To sees stars that are falling,
With the pouring rain,
Every one another shining sun,
Pooling on the tarmac,
Liquid light that starts to run,
She fell back to sleep,
With her arms around her knees,
Hoping maybe she can wake up,
To find things the way,
That they used to be,
With colors that didn’t die,
So she could feel,
It was alright to cry,
This sent on her skin,
Is just her getting older,

She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,
She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,

Iron taste of blood,
Left clinging to her finger tips,
She didn’t even notice,
That she had bit her lip,

She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,
She regrets this is real,
And hope for the dawn,
To dance from her dreams,