My walls are full
My heart is empty
My mind is weary
Your love is tempting
I never felt this way before
Never more would I perform
Against myself against it all
My heart is empty
My walls are full
The sentences are all fragments
And our tenses misaligned
The tension is uplifting
But our cancer was benign
We are trying we are dying
We are moments trapped in time
We are loathing we are living
We are livid with each line
You are spewing up your guts
You are cheating every time
I am telling the whole story
I am reading every rhyme
I am sorry your are hurting
But we are dying for our lives.