I’m Fine

Today I killed myself

Over you- over something else

Dust is forming on your shelves

Twisted ties & tangled belts

What's bad for me is good for you

Your words don't match the things you do

The moon is full, now that's my cue

The sky reflects a cobalt blue

You've taken me for granted

Now my love for you is slanted

All emotions running rampant

And the seeds of doubt are planted

Crying late at night again

Apologies for what has been

Who am I becoming, friend

I think I can, I think I can

Maybe I'm just lazy

Maybe I'm just fucking crazy

Maybe I should down a pill to cure my need to kill

Maybe this is just a bad day

Maybe all this pain will go away

Maybe headaches are just God's way- of revenge

Served with wine & regret frays- at both ends