All those lost souls,
Fallen down those dirty rabbit holes,
Endless tangled tunnels of lost
loves, long-predicted failures.
Don't say I didn't try
to warn you with my cries.
You called them crocodile tears.
And now my tears have their revenge,
as they slowly fill the rabbit holes
and drown the lost souls
of all the things I loved and lost.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
I saw the signs, perceived the
patterns: when I was broken
by everyone I tried to love.
Love broke me and left me
waiting for a sign. But the only
signs I see are the signs
that you're leaving me.
Did I say I miss you?
Would you even hear me
if I did?
Now I'm drowning, voice
silenced in my own endless tunnel.