The way the words of my pain use to flow out of my...
the exact Night they told me of your death...

Insincere words get thrown around..because we...
we are all coming undone as a family..we stab...

Its like building a sand castle,
you put all your effort and time into it...

Dont bother texting me back bittersweet lies,
after you've realized...

I suppose it comes hidden between conversations...
invisible..like trying to find true love...