Psychotic Princess

The Ranting Tales of a Raving Lunatic...

That's What it Is

You know what it is
Why I don’t touch the flame
I used to feel
Cause I knew if I felt too much
If the pain became too real
You would be there to pick up the pieces.

But how could I know that I’d fall apart one too many times
How could I know that you would be one of the pieces
That fell away from me.

You know why I don’t cry
Because there’s no one here to dry my tears
I cried too much
And you became another teardrop that fell
Silent on deaf ears
I’ve been silent now all of these years.

You know why I don’t write anymore
Because there’s no one to read the words
When I wrote I wrote too much
But there’s no one left to read the words
I wrote when I wrote about you.

That’s what it is
That’s why my pen fell silent
That’s why my tears dried up
That’s why I don’t feel anymore
That’s what it is
That’s what it is…

October 24, 2007