These Phrases I've Kept

These memories, I dare not keep, they're just luxuries, I'll fall back for sure
You're in yours, all insured, yeah and you talk so sure, anything can be endured
Still I'm all alone oh every night, hearing these footsteps, but seeing no signs
Chilled to the bone with an appetite; these phrases I've kept still work at times
Simplicity, oh purity, but it's not for long, from puberty, into your teens, and now your motherhood
For eternity, so it seems, it just goes on and on, even though I weep, into a sleep, well that's just understood
Impeached and all alone, oh every night, sent to this woodshed, without even a bone
My shadow's now so low, like a solo logo, of a " left out" broken crow, singing in the snow 
These cold cruel scenes, like poison stings, it breaks and tears my heart, all apart
Crazy dreams, strung on silver strings, beats into my brain, like some kind of a hum drum strum
I am still wanting more of this sacrifice, whatever I don't; I'll just keep it on the ice
Thoughts of the unknown hang on like lice, these phrases I've kept still works and shines
Like a sick marine, kept in quarantine, with open wounds, and that's my Que.
These fantasies, held up by a sling, with my witty words, whittled in this wood
My poetry, as you can see, it's just a mocking breeze, like leaves on a tree
All of yours, are gone for sure, now these pleading words, without any ears to hear
The nights are so long oh all alone, hearing the screeches of a movie unknown
The clocks mocking counts, of seconds foretold, these phrases I've kept still work so slow
The heavy bricks, of my emotion reads, these brand new lines, across my face
The weakest link, of my points of view, its just another tool, for turning the page
These ridicules, about this jewel, of my sacrifice, there is no lies
What's endured, is the hope of a cure coming on with doubts and with a very high price
Embedded grief with it's own history, are the facts unknown, but barely shows the nice
Where this love can go, is where the winds must blow, phrases I've kept still work at times
Stretched limousines with diamond rings yeah that's understood it's all good
Just lofty dreams, on this salary, steals away this treat, like a bandit wearing his hood
What a cold retreat, I want to scream, and it molds my pain, in a golden cage
Just empty scenes, of a worn out spree, locked away for good on a forgotten stage
Still I'm all alone oh every night hearing these footsteps but seeing no signs
Chilled to the bone with an appetite, these phrases I kept still work at times