Jo?

You hold the dice and I wait for your roll,

It’s not the first time that I’m losing control.

With reddened eyes I blink out the days,

I wait for your reply, am I still worth a save?

Where’s your message for me Jo?

Time’s not with me, don’t you know.

Call me back and pick me up,

Take the pain and break it off.

It takes a lot to unload to the void.

Always digging out of our pain in the noise.

It takes a nerve to leave me in the ditch.

Coiled about myself as I reach for the itch.

Where’s your message for me Jo?

Time’s not with me, don’t you know.

I need answers for a friend,

Write me back and break a trend.

Where’s your message for me, Jo?

Sent my flare up hours ago.

Call me back and pick me up,

Take the pain and break it off.

Storm clouds in the morning, voices raised tonight.

Everything’s a warning, everything’s a fight.

I wrote you all the details, wrote you all the truth.

A stranger in my own bed, staying up for you.