My Dear Mercutio

I have a hole in my head.
Now, we let the happy people in.

The days are past
And the nights are empty
And can you believe the view?

This stupidity covers me.

There's a hole in my head.
I'm only letting happy people in.

Misery met us on the bridge
We ate many delicious herrings.
It's a swish and flick.

Nothing levitates.

There's a hole in my head.
Nobody fits in.

How breaks the light,
Our flight, our hearts
You promised I'd be okay now.

I'm never okay.

There's a hole in my head.
Only you can come in.

Dear Mercutio, so falters the sun.