Her hibernation was a drought.
If I'd known that I would have drowned too,
But now I'm left awake
Thinking of everything I've been put through,
And then I'll fall asleep in my own sort of tomb.

I blare my music
Wondering if guilt and sorrow ever drown.
To drone them out
I follow someone else's tragedy,
Hoping to distract my own
With glyphs through sound
And not with vision.
Mine's scarred.

I smiled the uncertainty only a foreigner could muster.
Farewell.

A sting hurts for a bit,
It was more like a pinch;
Began thinking about it
Until it didn't exist.
I then forgot about it;
It was gone that quick,
But you I can't forget
Because you're making me sick.

I'm no longer able to look in my eyes;
The shine is only apparent through my tears.

Then I look towards her and feel pity.
Every time I see her, I feel her,
And whenever she sees me, I try to hide
Retreating to my shell of a jacket;
She turns away.

My reflection fades as bricks slide by,
Enough bricks to lay the town.

And my eyes begin to wander again,
Persistent in finding a view;
Another glance in her direction and she's gone.
Removing her from the bus, we continue,
Traveling away from the only sight in town.

I'm broken;

Flattered,
Great to see it mattered
That a man outside his shell
Would have to witness all your hell
And kneel before the devil
Before the devil ever cared
About him;
Limited at first
Until even that dispersed
And I was alone,
Broken.

You try to burn your bridges so the ridges don't exist
You try to make it smoother so departure's not at risk
You try to fake you're happy when your world is not in bliss
And the people here around you catch you staring at your wrist
You try to make it seem to me you think you won't be missed
And I wonder if you'd change your mind with one last broken kiss