no pain is felt when all is pain
aching only lasts so long
and then it’s replaced by a hole you cannot see
a hole you cannot feel

i pick up what pieces I have left and build myself a home 
a place you’re not connected to
a place that’s only mine

and just when I think I’ve bled you dry
i see a new cut forming
i stare in silence toward the puddle collecting at my feet 
and wonder why each drop echoes your name

i built this house for freedom
i planned to start anew
instead, i’ve made myself a prison
and the only guard is me

glass covers every floor
and the walls go up in flame
my death sits right before my eyes
but i do not blink

i am a sinking ship that you never built to stay afloat 
and now i’m going where i’m meant to be
the endless pit of darkness that has always called my name

my burnt house becomes ashes
my sunken ship is never found
i’ve lived inside the walls of heartache
and now I’ve died the same