India

"Close" is a dangerous word,
It has preyed on me for years
Getting heavier every time it falls short

But I still pace,
Though I can't recall why I lionized him
All that has come to fall
Has drawn up doubt in my mind

Am I just filling up your urn?

Faith is a fairer friend
When your debts are all paid.
You should've wrote that down
But you were busy screaming,
"I don't belong here, anyway."

I can't see past all my words
That collect and cloud and swerve
Between you and me

"I'm not the only one here."