This Pen Bled

Be forewarned, I’m sitting here with a blaze in my ears
Thoughts doing back flips in my head, falling backwards into bed
Electricity zips by again as I think of how long it’s been
Since you sat before me- now cursed, I can’t just let it be
I hope your dreams are a craze as you think about your old ways
Driving in circles until dawn and passing out sick on the lawn
These are words that I shouldn’t say and feelings you make me feel everyday
So don’t think your good to go when you don’t have the heart to know
To know what it takes to be the girl on my arm that I’ll keep away from all harm
Walk away into the night, leaving me here only to write
To write out the wrongs and to write down the pain inflicted when a girl is gone
A small child only feels mommy’s neglect, kicked around- his romance becomes a wreck
But you can’t blame the lonely child for the things that have become mental files
Filed away in dark spots in his head- his heart cries out while this pen bled

— Originally published August 10, 2003 —