Funerals

The distance
Like daggers
Unsheathed, I brace for blades
Mere pinpricks
Barely existent
Body and spirit asleep for days

Tandem by default
Funerals of random calls
And broken baby dolls
Place in disrepair
Usual the case
But if no one else is there

In shambles
I ramble
Just to obscure the truth
Half-hearted
Covenants
Please don't make me do this

Tandem by default
Funerals of random calls
And broken baby dolls
Copacetic lies
The maître d' of most
Pathetic tries to empathize

It's over
Swear to God I'm sober
Emptiness, all I know
Unreliable
Narrator
Alone in a vocal booth