#1
All that i am is the hair in the bathtub
All that i am is some dust on the sill
All that i am is a notch on the floorboards
The food in the cupboard that won't make a meal

All that i am is the change in the sofa
All that i am is the junk mail that caught
All that i am is a stain from the posters
The greasy slick stain, once held part of my soul

All that i am is a ghost in those four walls
I'm too many pillows, I'm lack of warmth
I'm conversations of pain revelations
I'm the babies that died that hurt too much to hold

All that I am is a photograph hanging
Inside of a box far away from your sight
All that I am are the words said in anger
Held close to your chest so long after the fight

The salt in our wounds, the fist that clenched tight
Last edited by Stonesatreyu at Jul 8, 2011,
#2
Tis song chilled me to my bones. What genre were you looking for? The only thing is in Stanza II- caught what? I'd revise a little. Great work :-)
#3
i wasn't really writing this as music, just writing it to excorcise the shit i'd been through but yeh it's horribly dark i don't think i could put this to tune really,
oh and the junk mail that caught has a double meaning i.e. the junk mail that caught and attached itself to my name at the old home, and the junk male she had caught too