Recovery

Here's my heart, this is my stance
Remember the time we last danced?
"Kiss me Prince" under the stars
Singing in the front of our cars
Every time our eyes met
you swore our futures were set
My hesitation was only in fear
So pray tell me Dear,
I waited so long
how could I have been so wrong?
Letters telling of your heart
phone lines ripped mine apart
My heart was torn in this place
Yet you hid your new face
I've fallen so far
and landed so hard
She takes the knife from my back
And mends this heart's crack
Should your friendship have a chance?
You're not the first to fake romance

Convert

Your heart
is a whitewashed tomb
Your eyes
the most deceptive blue
Your smile
draws us near for
Your hands
only to push away
Your addiction
is our attention
Your religion
is screaming for converts
You live
in our heartbreak
Your life
is dishonest
Like moths to a flame
burned in commitment
when we're too close
What was your name?

The Door [2]

Splintered yet intact
the door remained shut tight
the last key damaging
with no winner to our fight
The mat is well worn
from those who tried
to break the door down
strengthened by their cry
Quiet and silent
another did appear
her key wanting a turn
the other side was near
The old door creaked
yet moved with ease
as her hands pushed it wide
the heart she finally sees

And here we remain
behind an opened door
the key in her smile
there is nothing more.

Rain to the Glass

Your rain hits hard and never stops
Your reign over my heart is over
The falling hits hard
and yet I remain unscared
My fireflight through the sky
to return and capture a star
That I've never been able to see
because your clouds block me
Though I can't give her all
I've found this shield of glass
that defends your secrets
and holds off the rain 'til its pass
I can still see you
this glass is quite clear
but now I forget your reign
since I broke your bonds like a chain
Forever I'll remain dry
the glass stays transparent
Daybreak in the east
Your rain begins to cease.

The Cheat and the Liar

Is this what you call courtesy?
Fake it a little longer
and the letdown will be less harsh
I'm prepared for the ominous crush
Heart strings knotted
and pulled every which way
it was my direction you nodded
and you told me to stay
The cheat and the liar
faking your complete innocence
In a sense, dependant
Were you ever worth my time?
and now I'm faking this very rhyme
In disbelief you would lead me on
and leave me hanging in the balance
of 2 hearts
and cut the string
while I was spun aroud

When did this become middle school?
I've seen more guts in 10 year old kids.

Hands and Trust

You think I don't know
I'll never catch on
Sudden change in disposition
Hands for a puppet show
I fell into your game
you played me perfect
while smiling and laughing
like everything's the same
The marks on your face
are dealt with in percents
when its for my own good
that you hide his embrace
How could you keep him a secret?
despite my heart's turmoil
you've made this desicion easy
Trust me, you arent worth it
I hope he breaks your heart
and tears you into pieces
this game will ruin you
and there's not another start
Your hands pierce like spears
and trust falls through the cracks
I guess you'll never know
why I still dry your tears.

Tell me darling, what is this you fear?