The piano was just a sound,
The drawings could never cry,
The kisses were never close enough,
And the words are never right,
The pull and drill of whispers,
Their dance inside my head,
Cold claws in cords of steel,
Reaching through the cracks in my skull,
The medium is never enough,
The emotion is an ocean of expression,
This tiny tub is too full of water,
Sinking under the raging surface,
Why so much pain,
So much blanketing loneliness,
This ache for more,
This lust for more,
To have back what was stolen,
To take what will never be mine,
To love in endless romance,
To drink in smooth recline,
Boom,
Snap,
Crack,
Break,
The ugly crooked grin,
The ***** air so thin,
The putrid water taking over me,
The sky so bleak and gone,
Where is all the love,
Where is all the peace,
