Passing headlights on the thruway
Speeding and drifting far beyond me
While I chirped with a close friend
About my fear of confrontation and
My fear of being left so lonesome
Despite sweet promises with pinkies
That my comfort wouldn't escape
In the night like a fat raccoon
Fully satisfied from
Feasting on my trash
My emotions are so severe
Unless you know me you don't know
Even if you know me you don't know
Sometimes I don't even know
But I'm processing my losses
I'm letting all the ghosts go
To haunt another home
So that I may roam my own
To scream and wail
To punch the walls
To sleep for weeks
To rise much later
Comfortable alone