Can you feel the divide
The  foundation of all my illusions 

Crumbling

I based all of my dreams and hopes on this concrete
Only to learn it was never stable

Can you feel the  unrest
Earthquakes and emotions shifting on Mondays tectonic plates

When you shove your emotions down the trash
The smell always seems to resonate

Can you feel the  pain
Because I never learned and keep on making those same mistakes

Even oak trees die and so do dreams
But hurt seems to limp on, stay well past it's welcome

Can you feel the uneven
The shards of old wine bottles and fantasy

I hope my hopes aren't lost in the thickets of reality
Somehow I always seem to lose myself

Can you feel the divide
Made when words hushed are shared

I can feel the divide
When one's trust is

Crumbling