Music For Ghosts

I've spent a month sitting alone in my bedroom

And biting my nails to the quick

Self pity so palpable, God I'm so sorry, I know I'm no fun when I'm sick

Then words like a dirge come out, droning and drawling

I'm scared that I'll push you away

I'm sorry I made say over and over and over and over you'll stay

Someday before the city floods I'll learn to be silent and still

Soft and serene like some lost ghibli scene, I have just got to find the right pill

And I will take your hand and we will watch the sun sink past the hills

Our sorrows so small til the sea takes us all

But at least we'll die feeling fulfilled