my crazy will be fed

within my company
my crazy will be fed
his doubt
my assumption that the worst has already been done to me

she loves him
he fucks her
we blame them
not really sure
couldve wouldve shouldve even these walls are thin

correcting guilt gave a new face to the man
speeking in gestures she never wanted to feel again

now knowing how and when the love stopped growing
she let him punish her dreading himself
it wasnt owed to anyone nor did it have a label

as the rhyme came to end
as the leaves no longer told you about the wind

he. her.
we. they.
us. few and far between