Closets

I’ll hold my tongue
There has been enough double talk to double cross every bridge we’ve ever walked
Watch them burn along with love lost, empty words withdrawn, confidence
replaced with doubt
Open handed antidotes
Contrived smiles, half-hearted jokes
If this is letting go, then burn it down and just let go
I guess I’ll break the yoke and walk alone
I’m missing the days, missing the days when I was missing home
But the past is in the past, it’s here today and gone so fast
Just walk away, walk away some things don’t last
I’ll find another brick to throw
Another bottle to break
You’ve got memories and I’ve got ghosts
Kill the kind words we learned to know
This is not the way things had to be
You helped me see that star-crossed eyes aren’t what they once were
Pretty as they seem
Come at me like you mean it
With skeletons enough to fill a thousand closets
Do what you will
It’s out of my hands, do what you will