I paid a penny for your thoughts
and got a dollar back in change....

Your body was a busted pen
with clear, white ink leaking on the bed sheets
and onto my fingertips.....

Outside my window, lays a world to wonder and explore
from the kissing couples to the newborn babies
from the opera house to the art museum
from the candy shops to the freshly baked bakeries
the list goes on and on....
from sunrise to sunset, there's so much to explore
it's a pity, that we can't explore it all.....

It's 2:38 AM, I stumble and stagger
wine bottles, smashed across my kitchen counter
cigarettes burn my couches.... I don't give a ****......

The sounds of Radiohead and Nirvana, blasting in the background
syringes sticking out of my arms
I scream your name....

silence....

Dreaming of the day
that my alcoholic binges
will finally drown my over-thinking mind....

Slowly killing myself
with every strike that bleeds
from my fragile pen....