You always leave out the end. The part where the dream turns into a nightmare, When the bodies turn to dust in your hand Where what you thought were clothes were just threads. The one where everything shrunk in the wash and all your favorite shirts are too tight on your ribcage. You'll leave out the end Hoping it won't come.
I never told you I live a synesthetic life That we see red differently. What appears to you as the fires of passion, I can only see as a burning flame.
You skipped class on all the days a girl came in crying. You keep drowning in waters that were never meant to hold you And reaching for the first thing that looks like a lifeboat. You pretend not to see the cracks in my hull As if your broken words could ever heal my broken frame. I pretend not to see the way your eyes still light up at the sound of her name.
Didn't anyone ever tell you you can't make homes out of people? Why did no one warn you about the danger of resting your head where it cannot permanently lay? You were the ropes I tied myself to the train tracks with But all you could see in me was the beginning that the ending of her erased. Β And how can you tell me you understand When you've only ever looked at me like a paperweight? I'd hold you down until you were ready to let yourself be used again, And then you'd leave me to sit and collect dust with all the others who were never enough to put the pieces back together for you.
Someday the end will feel like an accustomed coffin And though you'll never quite fit comfortably, You'll let it bury you, Sitting dully in the dark of the Earth, And you'll learn to only see the stabbing edges As another numbing pain. The apples in your garden will have all turned to snakes.
Roll my body in the rug or bury me under the floorboards. I'll listen to your footsteps Like a Heartbeat you swore would mean more if it stopped. I'll sleep below While the radio static sings lullabies only you can hear. Lay me to rest under the floorboards A funeral for a love never destined to last. Lay me to rest under the floorboards we danced on, But don't you dare drown me.