We’ve trapped ourselves in an ornate vessel
Sparkling like a bottle on the sea
Filled to the brim with what we wrestle
The loneliest lock that exists without a key
In the back of our minds like a virus unchecked
Drenched from the rain before i have seen the sun
Exposed to cracks you would never suspect
But, the bottle will break
Shattered by some greater power
With it our hearts no longer ache
Finally our love can devour
We’ve built a life on the ashes of what has come before
Where we can at last sit, liberated for evermore
Shady Side Academy's literary magazine, established 1928