Survivors Guilt

I can't stand the thought
Of always seeing so much red
I can't stand the thought of
Being here again
Concrete eyes
I can't see you here
I can't feel you

Still

Memory waves
I can't see you leaving
The harder you push
Constrict, woven air

Still

Clouds hang from the ceiling
Footprints on my bedroom walls
The sound your absence
It should've been me
It should've been me
It should've been me

Clouds hang from the ceiling
Footprints on my bedroom walls
The sound your absence
It should've been me
It should've been me
It should've been me

Still I'll wait