Something to split- a tear,

so we can both share a cry.

That gaze with those eyes...

you know you took me over.


I must have pulled that girl

into the pills and alcohol

that washed it down...

one bottle after another.


I must have pushed the brick in the ground

that drove her down to drown

that swept away her sweet sound.


I should have split the brick over my head,

taken half the pills, or all instead.

I should have spiked my drink, blood salty blue,

to numb my feel, put me next to you.


Somehow I'd seen this many years before,

I knew we'd be us since a long time ago.