Vista previa
Fourteen years
Thirty minutes
Fifteen seconds I´ve
Held this grudge
Eleven songs
Four full journals
Thoughts of punishment
I´ve expended
Not in contact
Not a letter
Such communication
Telepathic
You´ve been vilified
Used as fodder
You deserve a piece
Of every record
But who´s it hurting now?
Who´s the one that´s stuck?
Who´s it torturing now
With an antique knot in her stomach?
I want to be big and let go
Of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us
Like an abandoned house
Dusty covered
Furniture
Still intact
If I visit it now
Will I simply re-live it
Somehow gratuitous
But who´s still aching now?
Who´s tired of her own voice?
Who is it weighing down
With no gift from time of said healing
I want to be big and let go
Of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us
Maybe as I cut the cord
Veils will lift from my eyes
Maybe as I lay this to rest
Dead weight off my shoulders will rise
Here I sit
Much determined
Ever ill-equipped
To draw this curtain
How this has entertained
Validated
And has served me well
Ever the victim
But who´s done whining now?
Who´s ready to put down
This load I´ve carried longer than I had cared to remember
I want to be big and let go
Of this grudge that´s grown old
For the life of me I´ve not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us.