The Hum Of A Ceiling Light

For years i have sworn i was done gloating

About the souls i haven't crushed. sinking.

Feeling too much like a wolf; howling

At the night sky. i am torn- floating on.

Is this what you call love?

A giant diamond ring.

I have seen enough

To know that faith is flawed.

I thought i was seeing red.

Can't count them on my hands

Anything, i'd do anything to change.

I’m out of breath to catch

It all happened so fast

There's nothing here and there's nothing left to break.

It's impossible to look upon your face again

And not think of what you did to your friends.

Locked in a cellar down below the house.

The sound of music was the squeaking of a mouse.

The hum of a ceiling light will bid me good night.