Red

My hands come up empty 

I'm searching every corner 

You whisper 

I can't hear you at all 

There's a hundred walls 

And a hundred reasons 

Rusted nails bruise time 

Inhabit dreams 

That we're there 

I am irritated 

I drink pills for water 

h20 eyes 

Form my words as I write 

As numb as I can breathe 

You aren't here tonight 

Are you listening ? 

I suppose you aren't 

Because there is no answer

I search for you 

In the hollows of empty cold dreams 

Once warm and inviting 

Now I'm left here 

Imagining