Plan B by Impossibles
push-pinned my picture to your wall,
framed it in pieces of argyle.
there's a thread for every minute I missed my chance to begin it.
I could feel the pressure building up as I cram it to the top,
a coffee can filled with letters.
my ears begin to pop as the tension drops.
we've fallen down, someday you won't be around for me to fall back on.
it's so akward to say goodbye to you,
the tensest moment when I fail to follow through,
I'm all wound up and then you tighten the screws,
my want turns to need as you slip on the noose.
As I push my pen across the page casting my spell like a first level mage,
my epic battle between love and rage
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