Skeleton
by: Doug Moreland
I’m a skeleton in her
closet
Innocence we lost it
I’m a memory she won’t admit to having known
She was my angel now I’m a ghost
Been a long time
since I’ve been to our hometown
An unplanned encounter on familiar ground
Could she not see I was so apologetic
A cold stare through me with no acknowledgment
I lowered my head
and I turned
And in the corner of my head I swear that I heard
A teardrop fall as I took another step
Through the door to my place in her closet
I’m a skeleton in her
closet
Innocence we lost it
I’m a memory she won’t admit to having known
She was my angel now I’m a ghost
She doesn’t see
me anymore
In her mind was I really there for sure
It’s torture to be something she hides
A dark corner of her mind is where I reside
To this day I
know not what I have done
It takes two to believe the other's the one
I should move on and find somebody else
But I’ll always feel I’ve been left on a shelf
Doug Moreland © 2005 | All Rights Reserved. Last updated: 05/12/05.