Bright Red

The storm clouds swept you away

And left me here to dream these dreams

Of gold streets and love

Is there still love between us?

The fish tank you built in the atrium

It’s losing everyone’s attention and care

Well it’s all I have left

and it’s withering

There’s nothing tangible

to grasp in this mind set

I’m caught between the apathy of life

and hopes for fulfilled dreams

“Wake up dear, it’s time for school.

The weather man said that it will be cold

so bring your coat.

I hope that you studied for your test”.

The past is a pale white fog

Its thickness grows with each passing day

Now I can’t see five inches in front of me

There’s nothing tangible

to grasp in this mind set

I’m caught between the apathy of life

and hopes for fulfilled dreams

There’s nothing tangible to grasp

in this mind set

I’m caught between the apathy of life

and hopes for fulfilled dreams

Oh the night on the trimmed lawn

When I clenched tight to the pipe

At the tail of the lawn mower

And I blistered my hand

I slept on the kitchen floor

With my fist in a bowl of ice

And you laid by my side

and said the pain will subside

You just gotta to give it time

“Oh, the pain will subside,

buddy, just close your eyes

You’ve gotta give it time.

The weeks…they crept by

and the burn it faded

But left a bright red scare

There’s nothing tangible

to grasp in this mind set

I’m caught between the apathy of life

and hopes for fulfilled dreams