hopeless
full of dread
not looking ahead
safe
by covering my head
with the spread
the past it last
and it last
years
doing the math
in a flash
my mind
my thoughts
they clash
main stream
I have relieved
my heart I have squeezed
nothing left
to bleed
alone with just me
and the past
it last and
it last
why
i ask
i have crashed
i no longer laugh
on any behalf

at the time of my death
at my bedside
the past