Piles

Piles of shame,

Your clothes on the floor,

I wanted more,

Your body to explore,

Is this war?

Heart is locked up,

Head is messed up

I know I abuse you,

Give you a stage,

Try to worship you

But you fade away,

Was it ever love?

Were we a family,

Did you die slowly,

New oceans,

Same movements,

I rarely answer when you 

Call me,

When is love gonna get here,

Your fear is what I hear,

Now I’m crushed,

And piles stack up

I stopped the dreaming,

I left the living,

I keep the worship,

I still bow down,

How high can I climb?

Will you catch me?

Is this for free,

Or is there a cost to this 

Tragedy?

Piles remain,

And I’m the same.

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