Another dream,
another mental bullet to the head.
Who'd know that love's former gleam,
would make you wish you were dead.

Memories treasured
are now memories feared.
Torments forced to be endeavored,
I am terrified, scared.

I want the pain to stop,
I was struggling before.
It won't till a body drop,
that my mind will ensure.

Death's embrace would be too easy,
God has a plan!
Another series of lines so cheesy,
A mental scam.

People want to help,
but I am too far gone.
I let out a yelp,
another memories song.

So alluring,
so perfect,
I look at my ring.
I shake my head to correct.

That is now your past,
the Earth is your future.
Things have been a blast,
my hearts couture.

Salt of the Earth,
Take me home.