I have climbed inside of myself,
now I know your conversation.
My voice travels from the walls
that beacon from your abandonment.
I'm hungry for the
cause that distract me from my
I sit here quiet on my broken chair.
How can I spend my days
running from my nights.
Feel the weight of my tears
covered with the wake of my
distance. I can hear your kiss.
I feel your wet touch drench with
Feel me, touch me, look at me
to remind me I'm not alone to scare
away the ghost of my future, to hide
from the look of my past.