Paper Village (day 23)

What do you see when you look at me?

A wide-eyed dreamer, a mess who adores you

I love the paper village you built for me

I step so blindly, you can lead me too


Like a child I wandered through paper rooms

Everything you said I read into

With wonder I trailed at your royal heels

Like life was perfect and the world was new


Where should we meet later tonight?

Innocent eyes, leave the room, fool me again

I don’t look down as I catch your footsteps

Your paper village hasn’t yet met its end


Now I wake up to fire, coughing alone

Now I stumble through flashes and flames

What do you see when you watch me choke?

Beginnings, endings, that’s life, the name of the game


Paper walls went up as I fell too fast

I touched, you talked, now it’s my turn

Our fragile village was beautiful

should have known how fast it would burn


Where did you think we were going?

I sprint headfirst through the ruins, no choice

Blind me and bait me, lock me up tight

You gave me an adventure so I lost my voice


What do you see when you look at me?

I loved the paper village you built for me

When we fell you set a bullet, lit a match

now I’m singed but you’re still not sorry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 8/24/16

Paper village, bullet

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allets's picture

"...paper rooms..."

This captured my imagination. More than paper moon or paper tiger. This feels unique, something for a rock lyric. Cool write.