No one sees that she is falling apart In the dark hours of the morning, she pulls out her spine and melts to the floor All her insecurities flow through her veins All her strength has left Loneliness greets her with its cold hand and reminds her no one cares


In his presence, she is inspired Outside she is lost Goodbye is like a knife to warm bread. It’s smooth, subtle, but complete It’s angers her that together, she is alive Apart she dies Apart she is confused about passion Apart she is comfortable Apart she lets fear win