Thursday, July 29, 2004
Lt. Col. (Willy lives in the basement)
None of it was meant for you
I'd burn every page if you could be back
there is something worse than nothing
this loss is the greatest
I'd have been there first chance
but I recieved word from the grapevine
late as always
and the guardians though it'd be best not to confront it
accept sympathy from those
with no experience
fake that everything's fine
act like it happened years ago
not seeing what went down helped a lot
added layers to the apathy
but words unsaid, thanks not given
will always hang from the rafters
prayers nightly for peace
even though I wasn't able to witness it
bits of your end live on in me
but chunks of you will never die
None of it was meant for you
I'd burn every page if you could be back
there is something worse than nothing
this loss is the greatest
I'd have been there first chance
but I recieved word from the grapevine
late as always
and the guardians though it'd be best not to confront it
accept sympathy from those
with no experience
fake that everything's fine
act like it happened years ago
not seeing what went down helped a lot
added layers to the apathy
but words unsaid, thanks not given
will always hang from the rafters
prayers nightly for peace
even though I wasn't able to witness it
bits of your end live on in me
but chunks of you will never die