wound

I’ve been sleeping through
Despite the wounds
That used to wake me from the soundest sleep
But the days still pass like shattered glass
The morning edges cutting extra deep

I don’t want to be here when you get home
I don’t want to use you to just lean on
I could say that this is not my fault
But I broke my own heart a long time ago

This time forgot my accidental lot
That kicking, screaming dragged me to my knees
But suddenly, they’re dear to me
All the years that slipped away like thieves

I don’t want to be here when you get home
I don’t want to use you to just lean on
I could say that this is not my fault
But I broke my own heart a long time ago

It’s been hard for you
Living with this fool
Who couldn’t see the answers for the clues
But you held the hand of this broken man
Whose best is not enough to see him through

I don’t want to be here when you get home
I don’t want to use you to just lean on
I could say that this is not my fault
But I broke my own heart a long time ago