i don't feel the pain i once did
there lives an old box where i shot it sure dead
with you gone, there's nothing to lift
i can't keep our space in my head
the slowness and sureness and panic of it
with semi's and multiples and's
out back in the closet with death and his friends
i don't feel the pain i once did
it lives in my chest and takes care of the kids
but sometimes it acts up again
you're there and you're breathing, i can't help but wince
you smile and you shrug and i hate you for this
you whisper and wonder and want me instead
i toss and i tremble and simply can't help;
i ache and i love you again
