LOST MIND

  
POEM/SONG – LOST MIND
So now here we are. 

You holding your red guitar. 

Me standing in your doorway. 

Waiting to hear you say. 

Baby I want you to be mine. 

Forever our love will shine. 

Then I hear you play that tune. 

And I know we are over much too soon. 

Don’t you see it’s me you’re killing slowly. 

Oh baby I don’t wanna dance just hold me. 

But you smile still playing your red guitar. 

You know what you’re doing, it’s who you are. 

I turn and head out the door. 

Because now I know the score. 
I lost my damn mind when I walked out and left you yesterday. 

You took my damn heart, ripped it up into ten million different ways. 

And now I’m done. 

And now I’m gone. 

I don’t want to ever love again. 

I prefer to feel the pain. 

Be a love rebel one with no heart. 

Its a perfect day to start. 
It’s now 6 in the morning. 

The rain is coming down hard, it’s pouring. 

I hear the whistling swan. 

So I put my red heels on. 

Paint over my new scar. 

I need to go back, get the red guitar. 

No longer will it play that tune. 

The one that broke my heart much too soon. 

Standing at your front door. 

I see you down on one knee. 

Telling me I’m the one it’s only me. 

My heart stops but my mind starts to race. 

Baby I can see the truth, it’s plain to see on your face. 

I can see the rise of the ace of spades. 

Your shanking hands on my ankle. 

Begging me to stay so we can get into that tangle. 

I want to run, but my heart is weighing me down   

Gleaming is your tainted crown. 

I finally see who you are. 

I don’t care for your red guitar. 

I am free, I am free. 

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