Saturday, January 21, 2012

It's a war out there
And if I don't survive
If, by chance, I don't get out alive,

Send out the letters I left unsent
All the words I've poured
Hidden in the dark, quiet corners,
Of my lone sanctuary
A pile of blotted pages
Where I trapped my tears
The jagged pieces
Little parts of you I kept



It's a war out there
And if I don't survive
If, by chance, I don't get out alive

Keep your tears in a bottle
Don't let it break
Remember, I'll only be in slumber
It'll be a dark dream
Listen to the wind
I'll sing you to sleep
Close your eyes
Someday
I promise
You'll wake up to you and I





It's a war out there
And if I don't survive
If, by chance, I don't get out alive

Please know 
I never planned my departure
I never planned to leave
Not by sea, nor by train
Not by land, nor by plane
No, not through a bullet
Or a shot in the heart




But it's a war out there
Everything's fair





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