The Latter Dies

Because I am ok
I have decided to leave
Because of just today
I have decided to heave
And because of you I am broken
But still I am not dead
Because of all the words you’ve spoken
I am drowning in myself instead
When everything is over
Will you still be in the car?
Waiting for your lover
Naming all the stars
Or will you leave me softly
As though I am a friend
Will you release me gently?
For I’ve a garden to tend
A garden full of secrets
That I can never tell
A house that’s full of merits
And a heart that’s full of hell
So please tell me your secrets
I will plant them in my garden
Please give me your merits
For my wall is yet to harden
Into stone it will, with just some more
More secrets, and more lies
My soul is weak, my heart is soreAnd … the latter dies