I look at the moon and think of you.

Scream
Scream
Mouth so wide
The corners of my mouth
Begin to tear
Fingers tangled in my hair
pulling, no care
Hitting my head
off my tears it fed
i wish I was asleep instead.

I had a bad week
So at the end, I let out a ****** shriek
And drank all the feelings away
I had a bad week and at the end, all I could help but think
Was the all stupid ways we cope with life’s never ever creek

Sadness fills me like water in a cup
As my family tree is made into a stump