Turvy__Topsy

Crash

Eyes as dark as night,

a heart set to match.

Two different paths

destined to collide, crash

 

with a bang.

Everything goes black,

everything is different.

It can’t go back

 

to being the same.

It can’t be fixed

without seeing the cracks,

without hearing the facts

 

of what was said,

of what was done.

Everyone screams,

everyone runs

 

from the scene,

from the mess

that everyone took part in.

Creating the picture, creating the sin

 

in which a life was ruined.

A life was set to a close.

Nothing can be said

as the defendant rose

 

to their feet

before the crowd.

Their head bows.

Their parents must be proud

 

of the used to be star,

with the used to be dreams,

and the used to be hopes

given into the schemes

 

that hung the rope

around their throat,

around their life.

They slowly die

 

with their arms by their side,

with their head bowed, silent.

Screaming with fear on the inside.

And then they cried

 

the tears I had already cried

a thousand and one too many times,

before sending a fuck you to the wind

waiting on my new life to begin.