My sentences are so often
very unfinished.
Where's my head?
My thoughts are imcomplete.
They are running
and I want 
you 
to go away...
dissolve in my dreams
and vanish from my heart
(my thoughts are running on empty.)
You are the liberty in my soul
and the power of love I have today...
shall it never go away. 
My insanity is only a distance away.
And you are as far away
as I ever imagined. 
Still, my mind will spin
on another reckless night.