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I am still tethered to your bones
and I've tried to cut the thick rope of
this aftermath

Because you sell apathy like apples on
a market square
I can't do that.

You shredded my dreams, now they
look like starry glitter on the ceiling
You think it's the right thing,

the best,

that I lie alone in dark rooms counting out the
few pieces I have left

 I don't just bend baby,

I break too
My body is on the floor, where it
is cold

holding the phone
shaking
because you called on a Saturday morning

Two days before I whispered aloud that
you should find me
Maybe you felt it, like a small quake

Oh I am a foolish thing

And I will continue to put on this face
so you don't have to feel guilty
for ripping my life apart
or for the fact that the only thing
you lost was me
and never putting my shoes on to
see that you took every fucking thing I
was ever proud of or
loved profoundly
I have gravely lost, darling

But I've got this face on
so you don't have to hurt
And I will take the sting from out your bones,

and inject it into my bones
still picking up the phone when you
want to know that I am happy or

Better off

But i am not

Sometimes I've just got to get that out
So I put it here, where I know you won't find it
Even if you do,

you'll just make out with someone else

with Jameson on your breath
and you will forget what I tasted like

Dream shredder

Forever yours and

never again
like a fire that takes down an
entire town
on a long long night
You just stand there watching
as I burn alive, telling you I'll be fine

I am the only one who will ever love you like that

So you take my ashes
and spread them over the

lookout rocks on the
Blue Ridge Mountain Parkway

and they will look like glitter in
the sunlight
and the infinite pieces of my soul will

cling to your clothes and
fly away as your blow smoke out the window

I am your matyr baby,

your soul mate suicide bomber
ten years believing in you
when no one else did

But you were the one that took
me out like trash
I guess it was collection day
and you said you had too many things needing
to go
I just didnt know that it was
actually only me

and I still hang on like an idiot,

to a rope that was always yours
I never tied you down
that was you
the whole time

And I will never quite understand why I was

the one that had to die in this situation

I died anyway

for you

and I'd do it again.