when i woke up in the morning
my head was strewn about the lawn
all the thoughts i had been thinking
wanted out of me all along

but they were all underdeveloped
& outside they couldn’t breathe
the air was chastising instead of
my mind's careful nurturing

so they begged me to come back in
but i said “theres nothing i can do
you took advantage of what you had then,
i always tried to care for you”

they said “please cant you just help us”
as they got down on their knees
but my thoughts were so clouded up
a fog had built up in the street

and the more i went out searching
out into the snowblind air
the more my broken brainworkings
got lost in their own despair

but soon enough i had surrendered
and i fell down where i stood
then somewhere in the fog i heard
“did you do everything you could?”