The Bradley

false pretense
a lack of resonance
a derisive sentiment
and confidence

these bonds were always fake
crafted for safety's sake
but pasted wings and foil rings
do not an angel make

i see you left me with your
your last word
its ringing
with the noteless thrill of jealousy
and the claims of imperfection
and the crying out for
the things that you deserve
but your voice is never audible
beneath the anger in your words
its ringing
its breaking me

you can't belittle this
this could change everything
this one is mine to believe

this is unparelled
a grace that's like gravity
a clarity i've never seen

i see you left me with your
your last word
its ringing
with the noteless thrill of jealousy
and the claims of imperfection
and the crying out for
the things that you deserve
but your voice is never audible
beneath the anger in your words
its ringing
its breaking me

but the hottest words can't cauterize
in anger there's just wasted time
so your last words, just another
i won't hear