Memories of Passing Strangers ( The Rain)

Beautiful Mistake

I couldn't see through the smoke

you spat with every fantasy.

Every promise I made, I broke

You were the only thing that mattered to me

I drifted further, and further in Hell . . .

following your inscense

got lost in your fairytale,

got wound up in confusion,

I lost my sense,

chose to believe the illusion

Your love is so sweet

I bit the apple, drank from the Devil's cup

All the while you poisoned me

I ran out of luck

You dropped me flat

and I fell down . . .

I couldn't get up from my back

I lay waiting for you to come around.

I drowned in the ache

I pressed my hands against the wounds,

excepting this as my fate.

I hoped to stop the bleeding

But I was too late

Nothing could end my suffering.

Your cologne lingers in the air

thickening as the wind blows

I struggle to breathe, but the memories of you are everywhere

I wonder if I deserve this

Only God will ever know

I learn my lesson as I rise

My heart is bruised

Nothing will ever put the light back in my eyes

There's not much more I can take,

Nothing left to lose.

You win, my beautiful mistake.