Gnawing, breaking, The Stronger persist
Hands shaken...

I rock back and forth as the hole
in my chest starts to ache again...

She'd share a single handed kiss
never both hands down...

If words could describe this thing
the way i feel when you pull this...

I seem to hum
to make things casual...

I thought you said you'd never
stop this please stop this now...

What have i become?
a canvas for your twisted art...