tight muscles, the pain,
the stress of the day,
you can wash it all away
with a glass of chardonnay,
easing the constant anxiety
that comes from the responsibility
of day-to-day reality.
flush it all down, along with your sanity
and just wash it all away.

wasn't hungry when i cried
i was thirsty at my birth
so mama gave me milk
cause it's whiter than water
...
wasn't hungry when i cried
i was thirsty in your arms
so you gave me slaver
cause it's thicker than water
...
and they say water is life
guess you gave me better
when i was thirsty

i want to run away from everything
move to mexico
live in a little brick house
& throw knives at trees

i want freedom
from my self inflicted prison

why is it so easy to fall into mistakes
& so hard to climb out of them

i want to live
without hatred
& without emptiness

my life is wasted
every day
& every minute that goes by
it gets harder for me to breathe

i'm scared i will never escape

Have you seen my head?
I think it fell off my shoulders.
And along with it rolled my thoughts.
They stumble and rattle,
Unable to be resolved.
I don't know what to do,
When just your presence makes me feel this way.
Have I stepped into a dream?
Im unable to beleive that this is real.
Where has that head gone off to,
Bringing my thoughts rolling along?

I am alive and I am terrified.
Why does the future have to be
this question mark, this puddle of murkiness
wagging its finger to beg you to come
closer,
closer
closer.

Darkness lurches above me in
halos circling brightly, making no sense

I can see you, Future
I can see everything I want to see
but the waters won’t clear, the question mark
won’t turn into an exclamation point,

and you make me travel down the path
farther
farther
farther
into the unknown.