My wrists won't ever forgive me
And neither will I
It's a burden to be living
When I can't see the light of day
Without my cigarette lit
To drown out my sorrows
I guess you could say I'm a zombie
Until I fulfill the dreams that I hunger for
It's not right to feel this way
It's like being tortured by your darkest dream
Starving for that compassion
Bleeding out for that feeling
The feeling of being needed
The feeling of mutual loyalty
I loathe the day that I pretend everything is fine
When I've gone too far
And I can't live my life the same
Because there is no second chance with life
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