Those Letters - Lauren Ruth Ward

I read the letters that you wrote

Though they weren’t meant for me

And that time that we spoke

I died patiently

Now I hear that you’re broken

I guess it’s meant to be

See I have salvaged your token

She’s safe between my knees

My knees, my knees

Darling dear, you don’t know me

You’ve only guessed my time

You climbed your tower of devotion

Though you’re past your prime

Once the cancer gets cut

I will breathe just fine

And those letters that you wrote

They will escape my mind

My mind, my mind