Ink and Paper

Darling, in your book of leather, tethered to your chest

There’s a folded letter

Written without rest

 

Twisting my own words, I wander, trying to convey

This hidden truth, I’ve pondered

Fearing to focus my days

 

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes

Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs

Waiting for signs

 

Desperate in this haze of vapor, words are aligned and unsure

But it’s just ink and paper

Writing to render my core

 

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes

Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs

Waiting for signs

 

Now in the night, how I long for you

Me, foolish pride, and my forlorn truth

 

All of my bittersweet lies, my blank smiles and longing goodbyes

Fault of a cowardly mind, I’ve lost all, waiting for signs

Waiting for signs