crash against ships

my conscience drips

leaks lead me

to waiting all day

for my plan to unfold

and meanwhile

keep the chemicals chronicled

Because this will rip

me to shreds

when we wake hung over

And im not in your bed.

destroy these answers i seek,

now im torn between

the scars on my chest

and dreams that

profoundly disturb your rest,

pushed aside

how long has it been

since you were alive?

so lay comatose

with your dreams set

to overdose,

and believe in me

to climb great heights

to re-write this tragedy