Sometimes I write in your handwriting

I can't keep from 

dwelling

On these past loves

of mine

Like killing them 

will stop the noise

While loving them 

Will cease mine being

I can't keep from 

drinking through 

These alleged days

of lore

Sit here rotting 

in my casket

These four walls 

know what I mean 

Fingernails

on back scratch 

Healing

faking phony

F*****g

not feeling

not healing

not meaning

It

but I can't 

Take it back

just yet

Can't take it 

back til 

Death.