she's sitting alone in the dark,
looking at snippets of black and white.
black.
white.
black.
white.
flashing.
then it snapped.
her vision's blurring,
her minds racing.
going back in time;
flipping, flipping the pages of memories.
pain.
pain she felt once again.
a hidden scar of a wound that kept her maimed
she goes around as though everything's fine.
but the others, the others were all blind.
her voice she once more lose,
to her heart that was drowned in naught but booze.
recalling the days when you still hung around
when everything to her was a perfect sound.
but those were of the past,
so now she believes that nothing will last.
remember i mentioned that something snapped?
it was my sanity.

yes- you drove me crazy.