I miss you.

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.