Better Me

 
Catch me when I am gone
Just a picture on the shelf
Faded by the sun I couldn’t bring
With shades of my better self

Know me when I’m forgotten
When my truth is no longer real
Buried inside the blackthorn vines
That prevents your want to feel

If at times, my better me
Whirls a hum inside your heart
Hold my hand in the blackthorn vines
To remember what tore us apart

And if drops of fallen angel blood
Rain from clouds at Heaven’s floor
It’s a reminder from the grave
Of all the hurt I did before