Nothing Left
There's nothing left of me
It all blew away
The mood stabilizers scrubbed every trace
I've fallen far and ditched myself
where outcries don't echo
I'm not even blue that my therapist is yellow
Stopped answering my calls
Skipped town and state and maybe country
I don't get disappointed
I'm gone so life can't punish me
I'm a blank drawn, a gap in memory
A note dropped and in fact
ending all involvement with music
I'm not alive enough to be considered artificial
Sleep of death forever is a damn sight better
than waking up wounded
No more neuroses to be shrunk
My trauma response has gone tepid
Soon my non-reaction to stimulus
will be wholesale, system wide
There's no reason to protect me from the truth now
People think I've lost my mind
but in truth I've popped my top
I'm not even inside