Friday, December 12, 2008

Rain Song

The nurse should not be the one who puts salt in your wounds

But its always with trust that the poison is fed with a spoon

When you're helpless with no one to turn to alone in your room

You would swear that the one who would care for you never would leave

She promised and said you will always be safe here with me

But promises open a door to be broken to me



The maid that you've hired could never conspire to kill

She's to mother, not quietly smother you when your most ill

The one that you're trusting suspiciously dusting the sill



All week I have been trying to fully understand what has been taking place in my life. All week I have been trying and lying to myself. All week I have been loved, a lot.

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