Kaytee Zephyr

Holy Land

Well I never thought I'd love what I can't have
Keep sinking to the bottom of this city
And there's a song that keep playing in my head
Soft and sad telling me to swim instead

Well I wish that I could love to hate you more
But every time it just seems like a chore
What if you could see my heart
Well I didn't want the hurt to feel this bad
Well it has

Well I wish I could of told you..
Forgive you
After all was said and done...
We fell through

Fixed a spoke between your lungs
Used the slip of my tongue
Gave every bit I had in me
Still I tried and you've gone and let yourself die
Soft and sad, sinking instead

I'm falling down to the bottom...
Bottom of you
Cause after all was said and done...
I keep missing you

..

So I fall down to my knees
God please give me a sign
I swear I believe
Just please give me what's mine
Just how far would you go...
How far would you

With the gun in my hand
In your holy land
You'll curse your final words
Still it hurts
It hurts..

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 21, 2010

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