This isn't happening
Keep telling yourself
You'll believe it sooner or later
But it is

The fistful of pills your "friend" gave you
Were supposed to help you forget
Just made you throw up for two days straight
And caused nightmares

For twenty years
Built a wall to put the feelings
Out of reach
I suck at building walls

Holes
Leaks
Cracks
Gaps

Word gets out
But not how you wanted
Feelings get in
But not how you wanted

Wrist twist
Bike scrap
Helmet worked
Damn