acid running through my mind
trying so desperately to hide
from the things you did, from the ledge
i stood, from the place i slid
from the callous use you made of me
the way you took, and i couldn’t grieve
because i didn’t know
that you were wrong, i simply believed
that it must be me
so I took the drug, and hid from all
the unhappy memories
i set up walls, and bridges to fortify me
but it didn’t work, and i was lost
and i’m still reeling from the lack you
caused…