There are piles upon me
Piles and piles and piles
Things that weigh me down
Things that tear up my heart
Things that stop my breath  

But these are the piles that
Hold us down
Hold us down to ourselves
To the people and places we love
Make us feel alive
Make us feel happy

And the piles upon me
Piles of words
Piles of lies
The piles that turn Happiness
To sadness
Regret
To shame

These piles are how I live
And these piles are how I'll die.