Over a broken beer bottle

So you've changed your perfume

along with your words,

but you're here like you were here yesterday,

astray:

still, somehow getting on

you nonsensical song

singing cries and melodies

whys and memories

regrets and secondhand suicide.

Are you dead inside?

or just playing hopeless?

It'd be pointless to hide

or be breathless

So step out now, don't answer

corrode from your own disaster.

There's none to forgive, by the way;

just stay away.