Something I wrote on the long drive home. ~You said "Whats wrong?" as if any of this ever mattered A material failure closing in with time as I start to breathe harder Please forget and maybe we can live a life without memory Where a face is a date and your words are numbers Count out the thoughts murdered by doubts You cant escape whats clenched in your hands I'll wrap you up tight in a square where all thats perfect is the angle of expression you wear Dont laugh at the joke we are its hard to swallow when its crammed down your throat So choke it down and over your twisted smile attatch a frown Sometimes you love what you know you hate The fingers form patterns in which to migrate Sliding in shadows to esape the light To prevent feelings that you know aren't right Close your eyes I'll sew them shut Why do you need to see anymore? I can take this away with the snap of a heart Into your hands it all falls apart~ until next time...