Call It What it Is(n't)

One tear, two tears, raindrops, the flood greets you

Coughing lies onto the blood-stained towel

Yours, theirs, his, hers, can’t tell which ones are true

Clinging to your lips, a broken vowel

A half-dreamed scream, blood roaring in your ears

Close your eyes, force it back in, just shut up

It gets easier once you face your fears

More lies to swallow; hold back the hiccup

One step back? A thousand? Infinity?

You’re slipping on the ice, falling, falling

Cold judgement circling the vicinity 

Call it a setback, now you’re just stalling 

How much longer will you keep the truth veiled?

As your world implodes, don’t you know you’ve failed?