Get Through

the only one for me
leave me breathing hard
after the minutes have turned…
…into hours
…days…

…then back to seconds

the pictures of him, pictures of me
tell of friends, aquaintances

not charred dreams
or the crushcrushcrush of a heart

I don’t want to miss a thing
the smiles while he’s far away
and dreaming

follow him home, smile because
I know where the underwater march
takes him

giving up forever
the rentless ripping of scars
block out the shadow of the day

hang here while
the sky’s still scorched
with the death and decay of screaming souls

it’s not over
I still haven’t found what I am
looking for
my sacrifice means nothing

bleed it out
just to escape what I’ve done
and someone that you’re with

who knew what
the photographs really meant
amazing how little they show

if everyone cared
they’d see the shame
and know why I have to getaway

suddenly I see
the story of my life means
ringing the bells of freedom

its never too late
the hopeless learn to survive but
it ends tonight