Tell me
How do you sleep?
When your bed is cold
And your heart is sore
Tell me
How do you breathe?
When the air chokes you
And the walls close in on you
Tell me
How do you laugh?
With that loud ringing voice
Don’t you know
It’s a dead world?
Why do you pretend
To be sorry for it all
When you are gloating
At my fall
Is it not true
That you held on as long as you could
Till you found your shelter
Tell me
What you did not before
All those secret thoughts of yours
Well hidden in that dark spot
Very close to your heart
Decayed and rotten
Tell me
What do you dream of now?
A better you
Or a smothered me?