dec. 8

I threw my hands up
I let them kiss the sky
And as I exhaled your words
The birds they flew by
But they never stopped to sing

So you waited at the station
For the train that wouldn't come
And in our battle of attrition
You ate up victory, I'm done
I said I was done

You get angry that she's quiet
I am sad, because you are too
When you stained my shirt
With the mirror shards
I never thought it would turn blue

I hung my shoes on a wire
Like bittersweet mistletoe
You treat them like a ladder
A place you cannot go
But it's where I stand

Your eyelids they flickered
And I decided to leave
I don't know if you need me there
Or would wait for me
But I couldn't breathe

Like a volcano on a hillside
I brought myself down
My thoughts no longer fit
Where they should stay
I watched everything burn itself down