Leave You To It

You used to miss me when my arms were out of town.
I could feel you in my dreams brushing my hair from my brow.
The kisses on the forehead eased the torment that consumed demented ornaments on my mind.
I hear you're good for my art when you're burning my skin, hear you took my soul on the road with you...a silent invisible line in the shadows obliviously riding shotgun in place though your heart left me behind.
I have been here since 2,
The bottles empty,
I might be a little drunk....
Memories aren't as fleeting, impossible to be made to drown..
Forgive my honesty but honestly my tounge is done with being bit, my mouth is off of filtered and I'll be damned if you don't hear.
Do you know the definition of real?
Its not in your reflection
its in the careless slurs and fists on porcelan, it hides in your depths like poison killing the heart you promised me.
My wrist hurts...surprised I feel that over the rage and the whiskey, the sound of love crashing to the floor.
Clarity is honesty, the words you say when you're not home... not to me... to every single other fucking soul.
I know secrets, beyond the half ass rationalization you had for taking off your ring.
Whispers of the jungle pouring hot water on my veins.
The little care in your lips when they decide to ramble tongues.
Nothing can save you from missing me now...you walked out, when I stepped in...fed me lies on tainted spoons and drained me every cent.
You don't need me, I'm just here right? Yet whos the one you want to silence your hurt when you're knee deep in the darkness and afraid of sinking down?
I will not play the fool for a fool whos incapable of caring for anyone else.
If you want to justify your mistakes, play a victim and play games,
I'll leave you to it...
Darkness is an old flame,
Maybe it will confort me through rage.