Worn keys on a piano
Fingers dancing on ivory skin
Bruised, beyond a note.
Water to the shore
Lapping at my pale edges
Fragile is my soul, which ebbs away
Resolute, the piper plays - a lament
But there’s nothing left to say
Nothing left to give, but blood
Red are my tears, this day.
Dripping past pale edges
I simply wish, to fade away.