Treasure Island

Ina SchrodersZeeders

(West Terschelling)

Over You In May


you were not much of a real friend

the stitches of the seam are torn

you were no friend at all to me

the black dress that I’ll wear to mourn


and for memories of what could have been

I find no future there

nothing left to wear

but naked lies


how you thought the truth could be so bend

how you thought that you could lie to me

it was something I had never seen

now I know to be aware


it is like waking up in Spring

the welcome of a finer day

awaiting morning birds to sing


the black dress taken by the storm

at last the rain will come and wash away

this pain and shape it in another form

I am over you in May

Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2011
Edited: Monday, July 18, 2011

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