the heat of leaving

I used to know what it meant to be

a beautiful catastrophe

but now that I have crashed and burned

I know there's no lesson to be learned

from scabs and scars and shattered dreams

now there's nothing left to do but scream

and tell the whole world what it means

to be a volcano out of steam

dormant deflated and obscene

I'm nothing but a trampoline

bent beneath the weight of things

I'm nothing but a melody

singing sharply out of key