across the highway

why didn’t you say
you said
i don’t know
i lie, grip, try to find some sort of incline
fell so behind in means of life

it’s like when you die and everyone cries
but this time no one knows
you’re down and life’s a joke

they poke, but our bags already packed
on the tracks waiting for it to end
it rains, you think back
god it’s bittersweet the way i kissed your teeth

beneath it all, the beauty lies within
i admit i’ve sinned
i admit i could never resist
but this, i’ve driven and life is morbid

i’m out of orbit and my organs
splattered across the highway
wondering why you’re still alive and why
i could never fly away

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