Open and Bitter

An Open Would, A Bitter Day

your glass is half empty
and mine is half full
your screams and shouts echo
off the walls of before
your lips are like poison
and my bodies out of luck
for my heart is still open
but your fingers can not touch
we are seperated by walls
only
existant in my mind
or heart
or just a simple kiss
both bringing together
and tearing us apart
but it can not feel
just fine again
ever again
never again