I'm So Pathetic

You long for rest

And count the awful days.

You speak like

Nothings ever challenged you before.

Away with words,

You start to disagree.

You look like

Something must've had at you before,

And I knew it would happen.

I tried to get the light.

It's part of why I risk my head

In light of having more;

And heaven knows,

Heaven knows me.

It's in my work,

The cast is setting in.

I hang like no one's ever

Knocking at the door.

So love this sense,

And start your bothering.

I paint the colors that

Enamored you before.

I'm so pathetic.

It knows me well enough

To understand my longing.

Those walls are closing in.

I will divide.

I'm ready.