A moral/ A fable/ For you

Lover, you rest
Covered
If id guess itd be
In a state
Of gray

Smothered in grace
Hovers a fantasy
That breaks your walls
And leaves
You call it back with please
Tastes like sanity

I write to touch your mind
I cry, a familiar sight
Cause I gave up all my rights
To hold
A moral
I can't outgrow

At its base it's fables that I cling to
Something that tastes better if it's untrue
At its base, it's something that I bleed through
At its base it's why I do it all for you

I want to find
Me in my mind

I have felt it again for a while
Why does service look oh so vile?

I have fictions that I can't hinge
I have a trend that I can't mend
That I wish lined
Back to back like
With what you said
You said

At its base it's often reckless
with you
At its base its how I confess
to you

You have places you have spaces you've made
In this maze dear in this phase where you lay
What's the days here, what's the year of this may?
And meaning to this pain

The meaning to this pain
The feeling of fate
Is keeping me sane
But teasing my brain

On the edge of night
We wind up unkind

Wish I had a moral
I didn't have to fight
While I write
And I'll cry again for the fear of my life

I hope for peace with pride
To worry no farther anout a life without a lover
And prize

However true
One last time I allude just to hear your song
Of blue

For proof
Ill always
Hold a place for
You