Beneath my ribs, a songbird sleeps,
Whispering truths no one dares to keep.
I thread my wounds through silken lies,
Broken glass beneath soft lullabies.
He moves like shadow, so close, so far,
Reaching for a light that isn’t where we are.
I hush my heart – let it break, let it bleed, unseen.
He's really trying it's heartbreaking, but he doesn't really get it right.