I use the breath from my lips to write the words in the glass with my fingertips.
Looking in, patience thin for the last time. I draw the line here.
I don't want you to say sorry. You don't owe me any kind of apology.
And I don't know exactly what to do. What kind of household do you think you brought me up into?
Our handsome, our handsome, our handsome son.
What you did outweighs flesh and blood.
And I miss you. I hope you're not alone. With all of those bright ideas in that empty home.
And I'm having trouble remembering your name.
Were you the one who held me up in your arms?
Were you the one with the precious son and daughter?
I just need to think about it. I just need to forget about it.
I sue the breath from my lips to write the words in the glass with my fingertips:
"We had each other before we had had nothing.
Now we have neither. A family of suffering."
from Who Cares?,
released September 20, 2015
Produced by Jordan Haynes of Earlygrayce Studios in Louisville, KY.