When the black cat stretches herself out, I get prompted in a gaze of complexity.

Looking for my limit in everything I do, but still not seeing how to just fail and give up

line after line, I put myself on the line with all of these lines, these lines ringing over and over in my head.

The songs i listen to on repeat seem to give me some status, i stare back at myself in the mirror and i see exactly what i have been fighting this whole time.

none of you will ever see this, none of you will likely care.

my beer is cold, my smoke burns like furs, and my eyes are flooded with the blood of a crimson mistake.

I'm looking still for the map that has been tattooed on the back of my head for years.

once there was a girl who could read this map for me, I pushed her off the pier.

she drowned in my insecurity and still she was brought back to life and is streaming the earth with her gaze of a purple gel.

Now my conscious is ever uneasy knowing that this murder victim of mine is still here. The regret has all subsided and now, it is just pure hatred for what happened, for who i used to be and for who i thought i could be.

Pack it up man, get on the road and get away, way, way.

Like she always said, "Wait, they don't love you like I love you"

Thanks girl, thanks for the advice, sorry i pushed you off that bridge.

She took me by my hand and walked me back to the same spot. the same place on the bridge where i pushed her off. She stared at me for a bit, then she brushed my hair back, stroked her thumb down the side of my face, across my chin and up to my lips, where she pressed them closed.

"I'm so sorry"... the tears burst out of my eyes like speeding bullets.

"It's ok, it will be ok." she was always so reassuring

"without you the seasons never pass by, the days have been horrible without you next to me" i felt like the preacher who lost his only begotten son

"I'm here now, I'm here for you now, I have always been here, today will be ok!" her words coated me like a blanket from god.

I wrapped up in the warmth of her skin, the lovely air so thin, the salt water from the ocean kissing my eyes.

"here is where we stay now" she was speaking to me from the grave

"you left me here and to stay with me now you must always stay here, on this bridge" she went on to tell me of the curse i ensued on both of us.

I never left the bridge, my last words are being etched here in the planks of the roads over pass. I held the soul of her hand and kissed the wind of her hair. I love this girl forever, my mistakes hold no creed, I must now sacrifice everything so I can meet her on the sunny road.

here i come girl, down the sunny road!