I'm really not a writer. I haven't really tried to write since high school. Whatever.
and so it turns you on
and red shines in the dark
but when it's done it's never gone
and your still laying fully stark
did you know that before
and you went ahead anyway
is it for the face you adored
that you led yourself astray
Why can't you leave it be
it's a love you will never have
pride used as emotional debris
and your heart is cut in half
Cast your bitter pall on hope
as you blacken out the day
Blind and broken, still you grope
in time the black turns gray.
but still the red shines in the dark
memories still turn you on
the truth laid out fully stark
and now he's forever gone
...and there you have it. Now what I want from you is, do you think I have any talent that just needs to be cultivated, or should I just quit while I'm ahead?