I struggle to convey the pulsing fear
that this life of mine may end
before I get the chance to flee to my destiny

I'll stumble over for a visit.
   I'm kinda' drunk.
   I hope you're not too sober?
   Are you insane like me?
   Contrary as a crooked line
   and seeing my favorite ghost
   on sleepless midnight's asking
   where have you been my love?

I STAYED ON THE LINE
AS YOUR VOICE WENT  STILL AS THE NIGHT

LOOKED UP IN THE SKY
TO WATCH YOU TRANSITION
TO THE THEE OTHER SIDE

YET I BLINKED TWICE
AND IT RAINED ON ME

when my drugs begin to fail
and self-inflicted thoughts prevail

I run to the shower
where in peace I can cower

turn on the water, scalding hot
focus on  pain instead of thought

I used to burn myself, but I became more shrewd
water doesn't make a mark, no scars accrued

until I can breathe I will run the water
turning it up hotter and hotter

I emerge as if I am anew
and not a soul has a clue

because you cant see tears when they fall in the shower
and at least I managed to live for another hour