This is so fun

Not another game
A storybook
Not another song
A memory

It’s beginning to sound
Like it did once before

Stand down
Speak
No more words
Hold back
All the tears
Pretend
It’s all ok

Though this was despised
Hated and…
Drowning out
Still you must give it all
Lend your ears
To attention…

The storm is building violent
Rapture of the stars
Unlike the soft sounds
The waves that
Dance the waltz…

Needle’s
Soaked in ink
Shards of glass
Painted black
In blood
All from
Our old love…

Something…
That never
Something…
We hated
And something…
We needed
All along

Push it down
Pick it up
And again
This is so fun
Not another game
Now a storybook
Not a new song
Only a memory

I’m beginning to sound
As I did once before

Believe what they say
The words and the dreams
All that is spoken
Will hunger
You for more…