Recipe for Disaster

A lack of trust

A pinch of hate

And an over flow of resentment

Why can’t I just grow up

And move on

Move away

Far away

Where no one knows my name

Or who I am

No friends, no family, or you

Past the Antarctic

Higher than the Andes

Through mars

And billions of stars

Without the memories

Without this broken record

And skipping heart

Not a clean slate

I don’t want a slate at all

Nor a mind

That can think

Nor a heart

That can break

A world without you