empty lines

before your apartment

I jolt and I writhe
I'm dead alive
I'm fear in my lungs
I'm disappointment and love

They'll be the same way
In a few hours, you'll see
Public displays
Private affairs

I carry forest fires
You carry the ashes
My friends got too eager
Dropped their keys in

So did I

How will we get in now?
When we finally tumble upstairs
Sick and tired
Half asleep on the steps