Letter to the Wreckage
Five hundred miles between a temporary bed and what felt like a bad dream
Two days in oblivion just waiting for a “hey, I’m better off today”
But the message never came
Just rumors of a tree by the soccer field
Where you didn’t slam the brakes
I thought you were okay
And failed to see the demons that hijacked the wheel and your helpless brain
You saved me so much, why couldn’t I do the same
Ten months between the time when I saw your face and the memories that overtook its place
I wonder why you broke all your promises
Left all us standing in a ditch
Alone, together but alone
But the message never came
Just rumors of a tree by the soccer field
Where you didn’t slam the brakes
I thought you were okay
And failed to see the demons that hijacked the wheel and your helpless brain
You always said you hated change
It’s kind of strange that now I agree
Waking up after three hours of sleep
I have to face the world without your words to guide me along
And it’s hard to maintain a smile
When I realize that you’re not beside me to entertain every thought, extraordinary or mundane
You saved me so much, why couldn’t I do the same
All I have are my words to explain
The grief, the hurt, the confusion, the guilt
They shape me, calm me down, help me relieve the pain
Of the thousands of voices, shouting in my brain:
You saved me so much, why couldn’t I do the same
You saved me so much, why couldn’t I do the same
You saved me so much, why couldn’t anyone do the same
You couldn’t save yourself and no one’s to blame