I wish I could swim overseas,
In search of all the answers.
I think about your chemistry,
And how you never got better.
With your mother in the kitchen, teary eyed,
What she’s wondering; is how I made it free.
While you struggled with the poetry,
They went in search of heaven.
I felt it nipping at my heels,
The rotten taste of failure.
Hiding from the dogma,
Fighting foul, with anger warming me.
Live well, ‘cause you have to.
I don’t know what you’ve got to do,
But I guess I’ll see you in the end.
So, go play piano,
I will sleep away the day.
You can find me eavesdropping,
From the top of the stairs.
Just find comfort in the sounds like I do.
‘Cause without that, there’s nothing,
To hold on to.
I heard hammers on the strings,
In the hallway by my front door.
Ghosts buried in the themes,
The dull ache of heavy thought again.
I guess I’ll see you in the end.
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