My tears are hugs from misery
I played with the kiss of death.
When reality came to warn me,
I shoved her in the chest.
Tomorrow came to find me
sitting there all alone,
writing the chords of sorrow
that time again has shown.
Deceit came and mocked me,
laughed at my broken mess.
Hand in hand with dishonesty,
left me and my distress.
Anger laughed to find me
standing at her door,
we danced to the beat of revenge,
and soon I wanted more.
Pictures tell my story
in shades of purple green and gray.
Music stood and cloaked me,
in the words I had to say.
Misery knocked on my window,
took away my words.
He wasn't counting on
the power in the chords.
Strength picked me up,
gave me a second chance,
showed me I was better,
I didn't need that dance.
Now reality is by my side,
seeing purple,green, and gray,
misery still haunts me,
but today is a brand new day.
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