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reluctantly we stood there, in disbelief of each other,
with the thick melody, cigarette on the floor smothered.
another instance, we both wouldn't bother.
fuck this shit, she said, as this proved to be the last thread.
as my mind bled, along that air, we died, inside; it wasn't fair.
where to go? we stood there feeling bare,
with that occasional, discomforting stare.
with in this walk away, the cutting despair,
creeps down my head, knowing im not prepared.
scared, for this demon to come out and share,
every little opened scar, just open the car,
let me run away.
i know i'll be happier astray...
im not okay.