Overdue

The words I need to say to you

Are a day or two

Overdue.

So much for sincerity,

I've given up on fairy tales

That smile upon our graves.

Your innocence is a delicate lie

You hold so close inside,

But why?

Noone here would notice or care

When you slip from the same dream

We all once believed.

Somehow I feel as though

I need to turn away, and let you go

On alone.

I'm as good as dead most days,

And I'm amazed you've waited

For the day that never comes.

The words I need to say to you

Are a day or two

Overdue.

Make of this what you like,

But digest it as you should

And choke on every contradiction.