Kayla

My vision's comes too late, not so easy to leave, what I need to say, you recoil at my thunder, exploding in a frenzy, lost in luck or numbers, you'll find out one day, when I get to see, plans you’ve tossed away, is my life so cluttered, my memories deceased, in and out of love, am not made this way, for a cowards retreat, bound fast to the days, i'll make you wonder, stones, graves, wreaths, who you've split asunder, watch out for me.