Gray November…

November resurrects an old pain in my heart and then I get to bleed you all over again

Sometime words string me and open an old wound

And there you are

The look in your eyes

Begging me to chase you all over again

But I can’t

This isn’t a pain that moves me

It is more of a paralyzation

And I bleed

Just the way you want

And I riddle myself with the thoughts of you

Still haunted by your smile

Still tangled in your soul

And I will put you to sleep (I dare myself)

And I will put you to sleep (I beg myself)

And I will put you to sleep (I lie to myself)

But spring will surely return

And she will put you to sleep (I pray)

I am not going to war anymore

Anything that’s meant for me

Will not require my destruction