Elucidating Questions

Sometimes I listen to your songs as punishment

Sometimes they come on, and I think I’m being punished

No more are the days of turning to Trench when everything was wrong

No more quiet nights alone in a room with you holding me together

No more words to chase after and decode for just a hint

Just a hint

My bag is ripped and I am stripped of everything that ever held me

Sometimes I watch pieces of me fall away like parts in a play

About a robot

Watch them go, say that I don’t know

Who I am or what anymore just wanted to feel something good for a change

Change everything

I’ll still never be the girl you’re thinking of

I’ll never be the boy either

Heave a sigh and wonder why the music cuts every time

Like ice

There is a wound but no weapon

Completely in love with and defeated by The Trench

Is this how you wanted it?

This isn’t how I wanted it

Days are nightmares I only wake from in sleep

So I will never wake

And you will never see