Excuse a Me

by

Thomas Granger

Pardon me for excusing you for doing anything
I do not think it was my fault, the blame I'm not taking
But you may be wanting me to hold the onus for awhile
No doubt I could be losing here, just going out in style

Excused for all the instincts that I fight as they react
Maybe there is someone else to contemplate that fact
More likely I'll add wonder to my list of things to do
That would be my instinct when I stop and think of you

I carry all my heartache with my broken, tangled dreams
I work hard to repair damage of the cut and wrinkled seams
Before fragments of Love I have inside as fluid leaks
I know you know it's something the way my silence speaks

So quietly I wander into depths of the unknown
Years of wanting nothing but to be left upon my own
Let to picture sorrow of the heart, like of days gone bye
The only way to really feel the pages that I cry

Bleak and vaguely twisted, my heart stays within its shell
Wishing soon, tomorrow will mean to do me well
Still I barley notice that the sun has come and gone
Or any other day when the sunshine might have shone

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Once A Place Of Natural Beauty
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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