If your tears
Fall louder than a downpour,
Unable to wash away
The regrets
You claim to feel,
When our eye contacts
Turn into
An eye for an eye
To the point we're no longer
Blinded by this deafening
Sound of what's left
Of our beating crumbs,
Until the need to smile
leaves you with
No other choices
But to rely on false hopes
Like a junky thinking she'll
Ever hold her last snort,
Only then i'll let
Your apologies
Fool me again.
