Empty cabinets

Soft covered glimpse

Trimming back the layers, exposing the togetherness

Empty cabinets Nothing to consume

Feeling, feeling nothing at all

Shackled covered glimpse

Standing in the rain, sun, soaked sadness

Waking up to nothing at all

Reaching for what’s not, your silence has become my pain

Everyone wants, but you have nothing to give, she reaches for your hand and you won’t let her in

Never been afraid, now every door is a wall

How do you run when you can’t even walk?

He’s got friends all around him, but still mirrored in loneliness

Blinded covered glimpse

No train could haul this pain, your god, my god help me turn the page.