Wreck of the Room

The clock on the wall wails a song
Of the waste and the loss
That it holds

And it rings through the hall
Like a tired old ghost
You have what you have so you keep what's left close

The fragile scene sleeps
Guarded only by sheets
It's a fear of the burden to bear

She's holding her own
Though the balance is thrown
Coughing up all the guilt in the air

Holding out for
Something that isn't quite there

Contradiction or two
Make a wreck of the room
Who do you and your worth think you are

All these horses and men
Lined up neatly again
Only briefed with the message to scar

Advancing by raising alarm
When has mercy served better while armed

Holding as tight as I can
Unflinching time but a steady hand



Credits
Writer(s): Madison Uphoff
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