What do you do when the world that stabbed you in the back
Begins to stab you from the front,
and
they happen to be the only ones you trust —
the only comfort you allow entry into a broken heart?
When and if you meet them,
what will they walk like?
Look like?
Smell like?
It differs so harshly,
equally might be either one:
soft as a cloud from the Heavens we seek
or
hard as diamond from the minds given a break?
Just a thought as you tidy up your home —
An unexpected shape catches your glance.
A mass of people,
a shadow of one,
inched closer…
You began to make out singing,
At the top of their voice.
Frequency hitting every note
of every reason
you hate about
you.
“Back up, back up”…
unable to move
unable to peep
Closer
and
louder
The choir becomes one,
and
a face visible of
an all too familiar
you.
“Same Mistake” – James Blunt
Saw the world turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars beneath my feet
Remember rights that I did wrong
So here I go
Hello, hello.
There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy, but my heart is heavy
Does it show?
I lose the track that loses me
So here I go
And so I sent some men to fight and one came back at dead of night
Said he’d seen my enemy
Said he looked just like me
So I set out to cut myself*
And here I go
I’m not calling for a second chance
I’m screaming at the top of my voice
Give me reason, but don’t give me choice
‘Cause I’ll just make the same mistake again
And maybe someday we will meet
And maybe talk, and not just speak
Don’t buy the promises, cause
There are no promises I keep
And my reflection troubles me
So here I go
I’m not calling for a second chance
I’m screaming at the top of my voice
Give me reason, but don’t give me choice
‘Cause I’ll just make the same mistake
Saw the world turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars
Look at the stars fall down
And wonder where
Did I go wrong?
*Insert “[fight/hurt] for meaning purposes.
🦋☀️❤️,
Bailey
