He's gone again

Pulls me with him each time

I should ask him when he's home



He's gone again

Pulls the blinds to hide the bars

He shows me when to bleed



And time will tell

If all that I could be was changed

By his remote disdain



He's gone again

Onto the train he holds the reins

Of emptiness and fear



He's gone again

Into the arms of solitude

He constantly reveres



And I will cease

To seek delusional relief

In these defining years



Emerald eyed he dreams of disowning

Brown eyed and homely justifies

A little too late the wrong man returns

To say goodnight



He's gone again

Pulls me with him each time

When attempting to atone

He's gone for good

And I discover irony

And ask him when he's home