No matter how much water i drink,

I cannot drown out the taste of ash

That so bitterly reminds me 

My heart is on fire 

I haven't had a shower in days

In fear that the places 

Where you last touched

Will no longer smell like you

Because i know i stopped feeling your hands

On my body

A long time ago 

I don't wanna be a sad

Song anymore

The  one you listen to

When your hearts broken

On a Tuesday afternoon,

But i spent 9 months 

Inside my mothers belly

Listening to my fathers

Violent voice and my mothers

Weeping cries,

How could my heart 

Beat to any tune

Other than sorrow?