Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter

Sun that shines past into light

Setting fire

To curtains in hope that you're dreaming

Destroying the tomb of memories from your

Life

In the room full of family

But couldn't

Find one

In the hallways lit up brightly

But couldn't find myself

I laid drunk on

The concrete on the day of your birth in

Celebration of all you were worth

I am my father's son

I am no one

I cannot love

It's in my blood