Keeper of Stories

Keeper of stories that weren’t mine to know

Bearer of secrets never meant to share

Another’s soul spilled out all over me

Then quickly sealed away as was supposed to be

Finding my way down a road laid for someone else

Nearly lost my head when the wall came down

Tried to push on through though I knew the truth

That what rested at the end was never mine to see

But oh for that brief moment I believed

And that assurance lifted me so far beyond my place

Comforted and carried me long past my destination

To where I could no longer see reality

Blinded by the way those moments made me feel

Taking it for granted that the experience was shared

Assuming I knew all the rules of the game

But I was the only one that cared to play

Too busy breaking my own heart in fantasy

To watch her walk away when asked

For something that she couldn’t give

Despite all that she’d taken from me

Not finding it within myself to let go

Of the last thing that held me aloft

Instead I grasped so tightly

And felt it as it slipped away

To trouble me from afar