Five days after
black and red collide
The motion sickness past
I’ll be the first to stand
Behind that weathered door
I thought it would be safest
My head is dizzy now
I thought we’d overcome
We might not make it home tonight
Crawling on the ash
she’s pitiful
She lost her sense of light
she has to hold my hand
Had I known we might be
two kids without their jackets
My fear would come alive
I wouldn’t love her now
She might not make home tonight