when you find yourself sitting on a bench at the end of the world
hollow-eyed
nothing left to fight with
write a letter to your smile
remember
trembling fists poised to knock
teardrops spinning on vinyl records
when you miss the person right beside you
there's something present in his voice
missing in his eyes
because there's no one, not here, not anymore or ever
and the loneliness
eventually will shred and shatter
and tear you apart
because oh, how we hate to be alone
falling in love with a dream
is like hearing the wind whistling through the holes in our lies
but only seeing our beautiful illusions of false hope
only feeling the swell of your heart
when she looks into your eyes
without sensing the darkness
waiting at your heels
calling you home
i know how it feels to be sorry
to tally your mistakes
to carve them into tempered glass
you can't run forever
but you can disappear
a ghost in your own life
a snuffed out star
now i'm alone again
but not nearly alone enough
i beg of you
remember
do you sing for a reason?
m.m.m.
