A song I used to know

cascada (7)

It’s a song I used to know

And helped me go through life and strife

It was the knife that cut my soul

As served in bowl and felt so cold

All the lyrics are now gone

When they hit, they sure hit home

And I hum it when alone

I can hum it all day long

A song that shutters nail and bone

Caresses flesh untouched

And travels to become one’s own

A clown not even crowned for fun, I am