The guitar riff takes me back

To sitting in the car

Drowning from the emptiness In the bottomless pit of my lungs

Watching raindrops

Making tracks

Splattered shadows

I was supposed to be better

But i’d already rotted away from the inside It was sinking in, i was going home

To become someone who would be fulfilled

But I knew right there, as you walked back to the car with my meds

Nothing could fill me up