Paint The Town Red
White dress, blood like paint on my hands.
Your heart squeezed cold, bruises in your past,
and you'll have to pry my heart from my cold lifeless stone hands before you ever get it back.
The final drops of your love, the bitter taste of your heart.
The haunting melodies just a sin on my tongue
The lies just a play of words
Devils hands sing a song never sung in my soul
Now the bitter twangs of the past clutch and don't let go
Sweet lips melt the skin,
passionate, smooth whispers haunt the angles in the clouds
Old age heals the wounds.
I'm building my heart back up again.
A brick, colored red, cold with your blood
a sweet taste of love all over again
stone fingers gripping the past
hell would have to freeze over before you ever get it back
and I'm letting it go into the abyss
and I'm moving on to the other side of the town we painted red
another coat of paint, painting it over again.
back to white, then back to red with the love I found all over again.
Your heart squeezed cold, bruises in your past,
and you'll have to pry my heart from my cold lifeless stone hands before you ever get it back.
The final drops of your love, the bitter taste of your heart.
The haunting melodies just a sin on my tongue
The lies just a play of words
Devils hands sing a song never sung in my soul
Now the bitter twangs of the past clutch and don't let go
Sweet lips melt the skin,
passionate, smooth whispers haunt the angles in the clouds
Old age heals the wounds.
I'm building my heart back up again.
A brick, colored red, cold with your blood
a sweet taste of love all over again
stone fingers gripping the past
hell would have to freeze over before you ever get it back
and I'm letting it go into the abyss
and I'm moving on to the other side of the town we painted red
another coat of paint, painting it over again.
back to white, then back to red with the love I found all over again.
♠ ♠ ♠
Thank you so much for the people who helped me with this. It took me forever to write, but a few certain people helped me and pushed me to do better. This poem is my idea of going from sad and missing someone, to letting go because of another finding of love. :]