When all this blows over
When this shit blows through
This cardboard cutout
Will stand tall for you
His ears might be deaf
Like how you look at me
His face a reflection
Of your lack of empathy
And anytime that you would freeze
I’d hold you tight and help you breathe
But still you’re rigid, throwin’ shade
At me and my misdeeds
And all those times you said you heard me
All those lines you dropped to burn me
They hurt once but now they’re cold
That fire burned out in my soul
I still got the heat
But now these flames
They’re mine to beat
And mold and scold
And shape like gold
This is my soul
It rolls, it ebbs, it flows, it shows
More life than you will ever know
More constancy on winding roads
More anger than your bleak heart knew
More laughter than was good for you
More second chances, morning dances
Late night, light bright, neon trances
And all that love I gave to you
All those times I thought I knew
That your love was as strong as mine
And you’re just beaten down this time
But in the end you had no love
Cuz your life was a sucker punch
Back to the ones who stole from you
All the life you wanted to
Take and hold and mold and shoulder
Into something much more powerful
They stole from you and now you’re done
You’re packing up and off you run
To screw the ones who did this to you
And who am I to ever judge you
I don’t know what you’ve been through
But I know that it took from you
And now you take from someone else
Any, every sense of self
Your pain will kill and harm and maim
And you’ll still feel a sense of shame
Your soul, you just can’t let it feel
It’s burnin’ up, it’s done, this deal
With your own devil, yeah you did it
Closed off, broke down, yeah you nailed it
So do you feel better now
Numbed the pain that made you shout
Emptied out of all that’s real
Beaten, spit out, damned you feel
It’s your choice to make or break
And my heart it was yours to take
And take you did and beat it down
But I ain’t done, I’m over now
You and your lies, this whole life
Of anger, pride, and forced goodbyes
So off you go, off on your own
Just like you have always known
You’d be
And it’s my fault you see
Cuz I let you believe in me
And I made you feel for a minute
Now I caused every hurt you’re spinnin’
Into the storm of your poor life
Well take it and make it as bleak as you like
Your life is still here
If you want it, that is
Your twisted reality’s all in your head
(c) 2018, “Cardboard Cutout,” Tiffany Aurora