for some reason
tonight
I picked to leave
(alone again)
when I most need
your company
and praise
I cannot handle
the tepid pink liquid
that lubricates
your already
broken mind
while I sit
helplessly watching
(alone again)
you drown your pain
until it's corpse floats
to the surface
and slowly eats your heart
while I search for reasons
why I picked tonight
to leave you
(alone again)
though I cannot help
wondering if maybe
it wouldn't be so bad
just to be left
(alone again)
like a scab to heal
without being picked
while you ponder how
we never healed before
when each time
we needed each other
we just left
(alone again)