
You can drive faster but you can’t run over the guilt.
The trust we built turned into lust, easily killed
By another boy seeing loyalty as the perfect gilt
Despite bodies decomposing, pale and well chilled.
You can scream louder but you can’t avoid the noise.
Can’t hear the radio or your mother’s tired voice.
I knew you’ve tried to drown this pain with the boys.
Your prey becomes the hunter that only love destroys.
There’s my humming in your head that will never leave,
A sharp, moonlit fantasy of how you’ll never be free.
You promised the night you pulled me too close to heave
That you’ll treat her better than me.
But then you saw Jenny
And forgot about poor Natalie.
Both are now haunting you in your sleep.
-JW