Pouring Glass

Pictures in your head
of faces you knew
Remember where you stood
When they let go

Feel the weight set
Sinking slow
All the things you had
All the shit preferred

Wake up and check your phone
Aake up and check your face
Everyday
Make sure you have enough gas

Turn your radio off
Roll your windows up
You try to get away but
Trust me you won't

Dance on minefields
Crawl through glass
Attic players, drowning act
Cutthroats, busted knees
Blue leather, gasoline
Off brand nicotine for
Our martial schemes

Monsters reading military tactics
Empty corners
Crystal ball joke

Dark knights dissolving
In darker rain
To nothing

There's nothing

A world away
To where you've run
The weight of it all
On you

So I stand in the back
And I stay away
I keep busy
I wear a stain

You don't know what it's like
And you won't know that it's here
And there's nothing i can say
That could make this repaired

I wish I made the time
I wish I read that book
I wish, I wish
I wish you were still here