insecure
cause you’re not sure
just where you want to be
distant and cold
and as it unfolds
i find my heart put on hold
frozen again
as i pretend
that this is a phase that will end
under the sheets
my eyes can not keep
holding back the wet drops of despair
the plight of my life
cut off by a knife
not sharp or bright
but polite
i was not forewarned
of this favor performed
which you did quite well
as you bid me farewell
and once again
for the time being
i will visit hell