Spilled Ink

You are a pencil
That cannot erase
You leave your marks
Like tears on my face
I am a pen
That's run out of ink
Nothing to write
Nothing to think

You leave your marks on me
Bruises blue and black
You leave your marks on me
And I do nothing back
You leave your marks on me
What am I to do?
You leave your marks on me
And I leave nothing on you

Someday I'll find someone
Who'll only know how to erase
Who'll leave no marks
And dry my face
Someday I'll find someone
And then I'll make you go
Someday I'll find someone
Who won't sink me so low

Someday my ink'll be refurbished
But I will not leave hateful marks like you
My ink will be refurbished
And here's what I will do
I'll draw you out of my life
And draw somebody better in
I'll draw you out of my life
And find someone to erase your marks of sin

Because I am a pen
Who will find their ink
Because I am a pen
Who needs to say what they think
I am a pen
Who will no longer be left blue
I will live happily
Unmarked and without you

Swallowed Bliss

Words flow forth
From her lips
He slams the door
And the scale tips

Words and words
Harsh stern voices
Stumble on
Too many choices

Everyone's talking
Nobody's listening
Nobody sees
That my eyes are glistening

Meaningless words
Frugal action
Bumping along
So much traction

She held her tongue
For too long
Could hold it no longer
And the words burst forth wrong

Listen to me!
Listen please
But her words blow away
In the breeze

Listen now!
He'll say in frustration
But from listening
She'll take a vacation

Words go on
And then they split
Of the good times
They forget

I live with her
On the weekend with him
I try to talk
But can't get through to them

He finds someone else
And I know she'll follow
The words stick in my throat
Until I give up and swallow

Maybe someday
They'll get back together again
Maybe someday
We all can win

Maybe someday
I'll go to him and by her be followed
Maybe someday
My words won't have to be swallowed