Nooses from Lower by Wishing Well

I’ve been searching for an alibi as to why I can’t sleep at night
Because if I reveal who I really am, You’ll see the veil that is wearing thin
So I can pretend I’m a ghost
I pretend that no one knows

I’ve been painting the walls on the city streets scenes of a man I pretend to be
As I drift away from everything that might catch a glimpse of my dishonesty
I pretend I’m a ghost
I’ve been stitching all the pieces of the fabricated outcomes in a tattered quilt I use to keep me warm at night
There are holes in the fabric and tears in the seams
So all my demons see my fears
I can’t hide

I pretend that I’m a ghost
I pretend that no one knows
I’ve been dancing with the skeletons
Disguised by good intentions
I’ve been hanging with the scarecrows
To keep away the truth about me

It’s been years since I’ve seen my true complexion
In the mirrors that reveal a dishonest reflection of a man with a heart made solely of broken promises
Hidden beneath a mask of repentance
I’ve been keeping all my secrets in a box in an attic in a house in a town far away from here
The house is on a street where the light doesn’t reach
So the darkness hides all that I am that I don’t want seen

I’ve been treading this water just to find out the lake was dry
Like the blood in my heart when I thought I was alive
I’ve been wearing this mask of perfection
To hide from the mirrors that ask for a true reflection
I’ve been running out of firewood to keep my house burning
In an attempt to feel the warmth that I’ve been missing
I’ve lost the seeds you planted years ago in between the cracks of my heart severed
Will I ever breath again?

• Indie
• Spoken Word
• spoken word poetry
• Sioux Falls