Save me the Waltz

You see through me
this empty sheath of life
I see my demons
waiting for my knife
I will tire you out
with my mind’s haze
I will be the non-beauty
of your poise and grace
At length the shadows catch up
alone in my room I fail the fall
How will you ever hold on?
How will you Save the Waltz?

P.S: Zelda and Scott Fitzgerald were once the golden couple in Paris. Zelda’s erratic behaviour and bouts of schizophrenia caused her to get institutionalized a number of times. I have always wondered what it must have been like. Have been trying to find her memoirs “Save me the Waltz” haven’t found it anywhere so far. This one was a thought that passed me by.

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