Dimanche, 18 mai 2008 @ 23:40
The Glass EmbraceThe glass embrace
Cold, awkward and unyielding
Does nothing to cover the bruises
Or to make the pain feel less real
The crocodile tears
The empty apologies and promises
Do nothing to make you feel safe and secure
As each time you close your eyes
You feel the pain all over again
Inside, your porcelain heart cracks
Cold, awkward and unyielding