dead bedrooms

A quiet you can taste on your tongue

No one loves/moves

Now/no one breathes

Let it go

Or you stir the wolf

Am I at home with a lover

Or in a cage with a stranger

I awake like a fairy tale

I awake from the fairy tale

I didn't know that was the good part

The ceiling is a mirror

Reflecting everything I've ever done

Was it always there?

You kept the worst parts of me from seeing their reflection

Now that's all I see

Left behind in a dead bedroom