and life trudges on

backward glances
sharp stiletto's
black shoes, black hats
(who's that girl in the black hat?)
the past is fleeting
the present's bleeding
(where did she go, who is she now?)
lost
lost
somewhere in the numbness
suburbia
disturbia
(is there any hope at all?)
long lost trains of thought
long lost pools of hope
drowning
swirling
the eddy of survival
sucks me
once again
into the
abyss