Ward

It bombs out
One time
Starts over again
No time to rest
No need to hold on
To what you’ve got
‘Coz it’s already gone
Everything
You thought answered the “why?”
They’re not the facts they were before
Even when you keep it all inside
It leeches out
Red with pride
In the end
There is one thing we both know
Put my trust in muse
Bled as much as I can flow
I placed my heart with you
Rent my mind as far is it could go

© 2006, Mosquitobyte