Nothing matters until it does 

Nothing matters…

But there is a thought,

That kills any chance of getting a decent nights’ sleep,

As it creeps,

Under blankets at night;

What if I’m wrong? 



Driving down the highway 

That same thought 

Hitches a ride, 

Now it’s on my 

Passenger side.

That same thought 

Refuses to say 

A quick goodbye. 

I Park the car

And I run upstairs,

But that same thought

Follows me up there. 

That same thought 

Lays its head on the pillow 

Right next to mine.

And that same thought,

Spends the night. 

If only you would have stayed..

Maybe that would have kept 

That same thought,

At bay.