Just in case

Just in case I can't say it tomorrow...

Just in case that we
die tomorrow
and find ourselves nowhere really
it would be nice if you knew…

They say it’s never really your fault
you just couldn’t, can’t, understand
how he spoke
and woke every morning
alone, and sweetly
dripping crimson

She’s really only made up of pain
as well as a little yellow paint
and one can really only wonder
how lost in a dream is she
as she counts with the scale
her worth and love…

We’re both such a sick little bundle
of blood and bones
broken and cracked
in our sea of tranquil chaos
and going nowhere
is preferable to our somewhere.

Author's Note

And this is why you shouldn't do illegal substances kiddies XD.