ode to a broken friend
in a cold cold city
we were frozen in time
at a school with creaking benches
full of sorrow
and raindrops
from clouds that came and went
across a gray silent sky
in a dark lonely corner
we were frozen in time
filling empty shadows with foggy breath
and mascara tears
from tired eyes
dripping
flowing
soaking
frayed hems of schoolgirl sweaters
wiping away the blurry spiderweb lines
in our own stormy world
we were frozen in time
she was drowning, gasping, dying
and i held her up
with leaky faucet eyes
and weak arms
trying to squeeze the broken parts
of my beautiful child
together
in the whirlwinds of our brains
we were frozen in time
tossed and dazed by flashing memories
of people that have gone away
of tears that stained the backs of eyes
night skies
wind-blown hair
echoes of fading laughter and song
in the face of endless pain
we were frozen in time
in a battlefield holding us captive
one full of aching bruises
that the world refused to see
a battlefield we could never leave
but it became easier to fight
the longer we stayed
and when you were nothing to the world
you were something to me
(i love you)
(don't give up)
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