I am an empty glass of wine
what once was luminous
turned to grime
one time I tried to forget what it was to be alive
the aching love
the painful scars
but my mind wouldn't let any of them go
holding on to each breath I can remember

to be alive
you must accept the grotesque as graciously
as you accept beauty
and so it is painful to be alive
oh
but just wait for the day
you feel love pumping through your veins
wait for the moment you finally see
you are not just this body
you are not just the memories you cling to
Just wait for the day that love is enough

that day
you won't need any other answer