The Present of the Past
present, no smile
past, no filler
I broke the mirror
to my rear view
so I can’t see
the smile I’m used to
feel the touch
so care free it’s in me
present, no smile
past, no filler
so I just bleed
you out with my blade
shed you as I mourn
the loss of love
I didn’t know existed
present, no smile
past, no filler
for a heart bursting
with jelly sweets
and perfect spice
the loss of my life
I’ll mourn till I die
present, no smile
past, no filler
distinct as a goddess
I wish I could complement
the being of you
instead I hide in your shadow
applaud from afar
even away greatness
I feel your presence
o3broken 