Hero.I sat in that pew today,as I do every Sunday.People I know from my pastgreet me with common friendliness.As the service started,I knew this would be big.This would mean something.This would leave an impact.Turns out, I was right.I gave up my fight.I handed it over.To whom, you ask? Jesus.
NOAs I pushed you away further tonight,I thought I heard a soft crackle.Almost a small rustle, and then a giant rip.I looked down, and saw your heart.It was in a few pieces.What did I tell you?What did I say?I know I warned you, to go away.I knew I'd crush you,Within my two hands.But as it seems,Yeah I care.But do you really want to take on the dare?What dare, you ask.The dare of being near me.Risking your heart, mind, and soul.But don't worry,I should mean nothing to you.
jealousy? maybe.I sit on the sidelines,blinded by my tears.I watch as you're happy,set in and secluded.Memories flood my scattered mind,bringing on the pains and stupid rhymes.You said, "I would never leave you,and if I do, I'll always come back."I guess that's meaningless now,since you've taken a plow,and pushed it through my heart.I sit on the sidelines,watching my life go by before me,knowing I mean nothing,and if I did to someone,they'd be crazy.
again.Leniently your lips touched mine,sadly for the very last time.Time moved slower than ever before,residing, still, in its common core.I walked away, my feet hitting the pavementNo one can say that was my placementto be with you, in that park,that day, that made such a deep mark.We pay the price today,to see our lives swept away.We walked away that day,screaming at ourselves.I'm now alone.Not cloned,not scared,but scarred.Forever.