Storybook.

This Alabaster Monument.
It's Like the Color of Your Skin.
It Echoes Through the Catacombs.
To the Weight of All Our Sin.
But You and Me...
We're Not the Same.
Don't Act So Surprised.
I Watched the Break Appropriate.
And It Echoed All Our Lies.

This Book is Left Unopened.
Yet The Pages Are Tattered and Torn.
Through This Neglect and Disrespect,
Our Story Left Frayed and Worn.
This Tale Reads Such a Classic.
These Patterns. Lie. Repeat.
I Sing This Song and All Along.
I'm Laying At Your Feet.
I Scribe Masochistic.
With a Love I'll Never Taste.
The Lines Begin. I'm Lost Within.
You Left With a Lack of Grace.

Once the Ink Dries.
Everything Said and Done.
No Time for Rewrites.
All is Set in Stone.
Edit Our Mistakes.
From Where It All Went Wrong.
You've Pushed the Message.
And Ended Where It Doesn't Belong.

This Book is Left Unopened.
The Dust Thick, The Spine Torn.
The Tragedy, Biography.
The Story Cliche and Worn.
This Tale Reads Such a Classic.
The Pattern. Lie. Repeat.
I Sing This Song and On and On.
I'm Laying in Defeat.
I Scribe Masochistic.
You Couldn't Be Burdened to Care.
The Heart or Fist, Held On, Dismissed.
Should I Choose the Window, or the Stairs?

Once the Ink Dries.
Everything Said and Done.
No Time for Rewrites.
All is Set in Stone.
Edit Our Mistakes.
From Where It All Went Wrong.
You've Pushed the Message.
And Ended It All.