There’s something to be said
When you feel better off dead
The love went skipping through your head
Your heart is bleeding

In the anxious darkened hour
You surrendered to her powers
Trust and kindness was devoured
You just said ‘thank you.’

In 30 years your still alone and
Life has striped you to the bone
You scattered breadcrumbs to find home
In time they molded

So you find a smiling face
Pack up and leave this place.
When all pain is lost to grace
You just get older.

So you turn on every stone
You spend your nights alone.
You compose a heartfelt poem
And now it’s over

You mange one more verse as
You sit weeping in your hearse
For all eternity you curse
Your arms are folded