Shatter

Random memories of a life once lived.

If I thought
lonliness was my friend,
then happiness is my foe.
Repenting for time lost
dying at the hands of
stoires told.
Don't tell me it matters
because we all know
there is no trith
to be had,
no death that can come
too slow.

Your love nailed me
to our cross
our pettiness
bled your loss.
And I could care less the cost.

So tell me goodnight
so we can start again
by me telling you:

"If I thought lonliness was my friend..."