Box of Blues

There are feelings that we must hide,
For better or for worse,
You all understand my verse.
We push those emotions into a box,
In the back of our hearts and minds,
Locked away with steel and grind,
Forgotten it survives,
Until one day we fall back into eachothers lives,
Then the traps are tripped,
And the box breaks open,
Pandora's box is opened.

This is the path you choose,
This is the reason for my blues.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Masochists Anonymous

YOU ARE SHALLOW! or settling...

Roadtrips