Wretch Like Her

He sat there looking at her
She absorbs the words into her pores
It's still really not registering in her brain
She suddenly couldn't stand the sight of him
He made her physically sick
Averting her eyes seemed like the quickest escape
As of now she doesn't exist


The roads were wet and slippery
The bottle of jack in the backseat was only half empty
She made sure to get rid of it as fast as possible
It didn't matter if she went right over the side
of the guardrail
"Who am I kidding?" She thought to herself
The rain was coming down heavier now
It didn't phase her, she was slightly out of it anyway
Remembering things she knew would never
Come back made her tear up a bit.


His pictures were still taped to her dashboard
She quickly ripped them off while trying to keep her hands on the wheel
She rolled down the window so she could let them
Drift away in the wind
The rain quickly splattered her left arm.


She is now trying to retrace back to the last previous nights
It's hard to think when her head is slightly light and fuzzy still
For him to be with her was almost a crime
What did that girl have that she didn't?
It was almost impossible to see now
The rain washed over the windsheild like buckets


She decided surprisingly with better judgement
To pull over and wait for the storm to rain out
She sat there for a few minutes sinking into her seat
She was asleep instantly, the first safe haven in months.