Desert Skin

The ground is dry,
Calling for rain,
Cracks like wrinkles,
I'm in so much pain,
honey,
Ripped my heart from inside my cage,
Infuriated,
Sick with rage,
Look at you,
That smile on your face,
I don't laugh at all these days,
No fruit grows on my trees,
Dry, tasteless, lightning,
Puts me on my knees,
Nothing can bring you back,
honey,
Days remembered with a sick fondness,
Me, you, us,
Gone,
Turned to dust,
Like desert skin.