Everything you know can be gone in a flash,
Taken away by a quick and sudden crash.
Unspeakable news can make your insides trash
I wouldn't listen again if you payed me in cash...

Still it's not all completely over
You're still alive
I have to remember that
As I readily pack by bags.

Don't you worry a bit my sweetheart
Just promise to keep a healthy chart
And I'll be there speedily like a dart
I may even bring you a little ****...

Still it's not all completely over
You're still alive
I have to remember that;
I'll be there in three days time.

Your cruel words cut me pretty deep,
But I think you'd like to know
It's no longer your name
I murmur before I fall asleep...

As I lay here in my bed,
Clothed in nothing more in an oversized sweater,
I wonder about how things
Could've been
Should've been
And would be.

Oh how I wish for nothing more than
An actual night's rest;
Waking with energy and with bagless under eyes
Just to skip down the stairs singing with the birds
Only to fall down a few steps, but
Laughing all the while.

These are the thoughts that resignate
While I prepare myself for my sleepless slumber.

The words that are on my lips
Fall away like water beneath ships;
There is not a soul to give me tips
In this unfamiliar territory of pips.

I cannot utter a single word
To another person I'm like a bird,
Whose cries are far too high to be heard
Thus my insides begin to violently curd.

Under a rug my emotions have been swept
And only on certain nights have I wept,
All of my unruly doubts have leapt
Yet I still appear to be quite unkept....

crash, crash!
Come on, you know
You want to....
Just crash

Everyone has that voice
In their head that's supposed
To give them good advice;
Mine is not like that.

She takes over sometimes
She is my naughty side
She is so vile and snide
She always wants control.

Vicky is her name
And I hope
I never become
Her....