You know that I'm here
waiting for a sign
some flash of light
or a familiar chime
But the marker stains red
inside of your hand
and you draw another line
inside of your head
Some asinine rule
will keep you at bay
Though I've fought in the past
I won't beg you to stay
This place tonight smells
of blue steel and glue
I've discovered conditional
I have learned it from you
Those thoughts that I shared
do you understand why
I've failed to open your trust
so this love has gone awry
There's a surface, then a floor
and even beneath your tile
there's an abyss swirling and churning
that you won't reconcile
Alone chooses me
where another world comforts you
But you read silently
as if something to prove
My darkened eyes
hold their empty stare
I've reached that low point
where I don't even care
Accepting the reality you sell
that we are too far apart
While your son nurses from the breast
which shields my broken heart
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