Your wild hands brought us closer
In the worst way imaginable.
Would I ever be able to separate myself
From their fury?
What could I have done in my sleep
To make you erupt out of nowhere
In the middle of the night?
You would blast your own vocal chords.
I wonder how your body could recover.
And she would listen to you and your
Accusations. You have made yourself holy.
Never did we hear apologies. You never had
To live with yourself like we did. See you.
You never understood how demolishing you felt to us.