The Lack Of Words Is What Truly Burns
By Jean Roy
I try and write a song
where the lyrics would change my life
where rhymes and rhythm accompanied by words
that reflect the happiness I sought
would push away the trials
that I fought with on a daily basis.
Some say words burn
but no amount of
written scripture could overturn
the suffrages I endure
living each and every day without you
into a happy ending.
I could sit here and write lyrics
of an untold story of us
Where our dreams could collide
and your hand would always be in mine.
but songs like those would be lies
because for you and I
we have no opportunity for a once upon a time.
We have no way
or I have no way
To make a way
To make you stay
So I write a love song
cold, dead and true
of all the things
I wish you would listen to.
How much I miss you when you aren’t around
Or how seeing your face just makes me smile
Or How I look at my phone
hoping you’d text or call.
Still knowing but hoping
with no effect on you at all.
Like how my heart beats slow
numbing itself to the pain whenever you have to go.
or how my eyes look away from your face
So that my tears wont leave any effect on your day.
Or how your happiness is always more important than my own
and how I long for your arms to replace the pillow I hold
whenever I am alone.
Or maybe how I wish I could love you
in a way that would make you love me
as blind as the love I give that
you never gave me.
Or how I wish these words I write
Would keep you up at night
But deep down I know
these are just sad love lyrics
they cannot do much to your
heart, mind or feelings
I wanted to write a song
that would change the truth
but instead I answered
all the questions I never was answered by you.
See I may wear
this fragile heart on my sleeve
and write sad songs about you
whenever I can’t sleep
But you will never see the tears
accompanied by the words
You will never understand
What is really means to be hurt
Because the lack of words
is what truly burns.
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