Shaye Chesney

(Kelowna, BC)

Words Fail


Where words fail,
Music speaks
But the music is your knife
And my heart is the sheet.
Writing it,
It feels so wrong
But make it loud,
And make it long;
A never ending
Love song.
Twisted as a
Lie does grow,
Beautiful as the life
We know.
Though the truth does mingle
Down below,
Hidden from light
It'll never show.

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013

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The reason I wrote this poem is because my life is about music, and I also fell for a guy who said things to get to me and then left me once he knew he had me. But we never told anyone about what really happened, which is why it's 'Hidden from light.'

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