Emptiness Is a Closet Full of Your Old Clothes

When everything feels empty, I rely on empty touch

To ignore the days that I hate myself and I miss you too much

And everyone feels cold when they lack something familiar

There was light trapped where the sun was, this is harder than I thought

I will always look for you in the quiet, empty nothing

Where you were convinced there was only dark and the sharpest objects

I saw your coat, I saw it like a martyr sees its body

I saw your coat like the shadow of a ghost that wouldn't leave here

I saw your coat hanging in surrender like a white flag

I saw your coat and I hate this, this is harder than I thought