The pedals on the runner
from our wedding
are on fire
and I'm drowning
on the trust
once spoken in our vows
The world is collapsing in on me
and it's only a matter of time until I run
I envy the wind
Constantly on the move
Gracing all in its way
then parting with no attachments
I long for a stone to shatter this glass house
Freeing any voice that ever spoke my name
and ending this constant battle to feel loved
In the bottom of the ocean she waits
In the bottom of this everlasting sorrow
I place the final brick
Completing this crooked wall
and barricading my heart
until she soberly opens her eyes