Splitting Apart
I'm splitting apart
Every version that I've been
Wants to weigh in
Romance takes her chance
There's a gem of a truth
I can believe in
But doubt butts her out,
"Reality is framed
and you're the villain"
Sorrow borrows some time
enough to say that she
really should be leaving
But apathy wants to see
that all the others reach
the same conclusion
So will swallows the pill
and pacifies himself
for the sake of them
Drive flies with the hive,
Boredom takes a stab
at keeping attention
But interest goes the distance
Confusion is excited
to have been invited
And lust felt like he must
have been handed
the wrong address
Then torment forewent grace
and compassion had a
swift and violent reaction
She held a knife
against his throat
She said she cares,
"So no you don't"
I'm splitting apart
Regrets and loneliness
are dueling in the front yard
But fear hands me a beer
and tells me, "love
would love to be here"
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