For years I have sworn I was done gloating About the souls I haven't crushed. Sinking. Feeling too much like a wolf; howling At the night sky. I am torn- floating on. Is this what you call love? A giant diamond ring. I have seen enough To know that faith is flawed. I thought I was seeing red. Can't count them on my hands Anything, i'd do anything to change. I'm out of breath to catch It all happened so fast There's nothing here and there's nothing left to break. It's impossible to look upon your face again And not think of what you did to your friends. Locked in a cellar down below the house. The sound of music was the squeaking of a mouse. The hum of a ceiling light will bid me good night.