I could not see the passion in you
any more than you could see the pain in me.
We laid ill-matched in a nest of turmoil
waiting until the storm would pass by.
The rain never put your fire out,
nor did it quench my sorrow.
I watched you behind discordant eyes
and left in the morning no more whole...
I spent the night at a strange house.
Drank until my emotions blurred.
Now my eyes are heavier than bowling balls.
An ache burns through my skull.
I am an empty barrel.
There is nothing left inside.
I went to bed with a stranger.
Just to be held.
But he never got close enough.
He was never close...