Courage was in a brown paper bag
I left forgotten on a frayed, orange bus seat...

You opened my ribcage
Like an old rusty gate...

There's a light bulb dangling from a string
It's slowly swaying up over my head now...

They were falling apart, and there was nothing she...
She didnt understand how they kept standing even...

I am more and more frustrated with each passing...
As the hands move around the clock's face, I look...

I gave you every last spinning molecule in my...
They dissolved into your lips on the very first...

I closed my eyes as the crowded room spun with...
Skirts flaring, heels tapping to the live band...

Cindered fragments of her broken heart,
Whirrled in her mind...

Love?
You spit that word like gum...

And the tears keep rolling
like your car...

It's the severed limbs,
in the darkest of forests...

I feel like I'm empty.
so Incomplete...