Trudging

they think i don't know what love is

i'm just a silly girl

my head in the clouds

it was only five weeks they say

nothing can be made

trudging

my boots covered in mud

thick as the tears that run down my ghost pale cheeks

even sun glasses can't hide this pain

in slow motion i stride

why don't you come when i call your name

trudging

the rain drops slap my facei don't have regret

my locks drip with angels tears

they know what the others shun

it doesn't help

cause even i lack wings

trudging

cotton soaked through

sharing the weight of my heart

my hands look so old

i feel i'll never be the same

removing my lenses i look toward the sky

trudging

lightning graces the heavens

with arms outspread

and eyes slightly closed

i want to take it in

yet i still go on

trudging