Whispers Thank You

Talk around your holiday

You know the details will always escape

But I tried to hang on every word

For something steady to remember

Stories to the scars only if I could recall where they were

Don’t hate yourself makes sense

If you’re not always fucking up even when you’re sitting still

Calling home making sure I’ve not been a disappointment

Pour out just another drink maybe forgetting tonight

Means rationing what little's left of my memories

I promise I am listening

Talk around your holiday

You know the details will always escape

But I tried to hang on every word

For something steady to remember

Stories to the scars only if I could recall where they were

I knew your eyes

Now they’ve closed

So with time

I’ll forget that they were green

I let you beckon in the person that I am

In happiness I am incomplete

Remembering the fact you laid your own traps

Duality is that I’ve never broken any bones

Talk around your holiday

You know the details will always escape

But I tried to hang on every word

For something steady to remember

Stories to the scars only if I could recall

Only if I could recall where they were