Like Meteors

Once upon a time

I told you that I remember things in flashes

And all I can remember is seeing you from backstage

And I know that you knew that I was there

But not there 

As if the fake armour was real 

And even if you should see me 

You would not recognise me

Without my harlot's lips 

At any rate, my fickle friend
I know that on stage,

Backstage,

In your arms

To you, I am never really there.

And I was absently following advice

A voice from another time once told me 

Before I felt myself freeze over 

Felt my blood turn to ice

Because that voice drips with poison honey 

And I tried, I tried to tell you

I TRIED TO TELL YOU THAT THIS ISN'T RIGHT 

This is my ugliness

I TRIED TO TELL YOU THAT I AM NOT

THAT I 

COULDN'T 

I WON'T EVER HURT YOU 

BUT YOU DIDN'T LISTEN

So there you are, my friend.

These are my thoughts that soar

Like meteors

In my lonely, empty heart tonight.