Honey and Sugar

If only someone would listen to my prayers
This paltry sum that I can offer

The past would take place but once
And not live on to desecrate me

When there’s nothing to be done
You just whisper
“It’s over” countless times
Hoping someday
You will believe it

Some say memories are sweet things
Some say they build who we are

But I would sacrifice my pound of flesh and more
If I could sleep
If I could move
If I was not drowning in reminiscince

Nostalgia tastes like gold and honey
But these thoughts are bitter
With a bite that stings

I would bargain my way out of this
If someone would give me the chance

To forget
Is sugar
Sweet on the tongue
Disorder of the self

Oh these selfish prayers
These weak appeals

I am misplaced
I am wandering through time

All the while
Whispering
In some kind of torment

My angels have been sadly watching
Far too long

So come to me sweetness
Strong in my mouth
And listen to these offered words