Showing Emotion (Is like noticing your fly is down)

Showing emotion, I say, is like noticing

Your fly is down in a room full of people.

So it's best to keep your somber moods,

Thoughts black, thoughts blue, for quiet

Nights when you're alone in recluse.

Sick nights, rainy days; spent the evening

Trying to chase my new lovers away.

So I could put old feelings onto shelves,

In shoe boxes and trash bins, to string

Together a reason to go on from all I felt.

Because right now,

I just don't have one.

Everything died,

Alone in the tomb

Of my bunker

In the desert nights.

Maybe it's unfair to ask for the truth

Since we're all so used to living a lie.

But I'd like to quit drinking some day

And it helps to forget the mess, left

When he died and she ran away.

So I sift, search and stumble in the mess

Of my war-torn emotions and broken mind,

I know I don't deserve a thing, not candor,

Equity or what I'm given of your time,

But really, baby, I just want to feel better.

Because right now,

I'm just not alright.

I'm a survivors's cliche;

A PTSD novelty

Always scaring her, waking,

Screaming in the night.