Come talk to me
as soon as you're clean...
Trying to stop the fight, I
told you I was giving up...
You can no longer be my friend
I thought this would take longer to end...
Plane Of Death...
I still have you
so why am i still sad...
Trapped beneath demonic thoughts,
fighting these tears...
This poem explains how I'm feeling about finishing...
I know who you used to be.
I know it doesn't mean much to say that anymore...
Sometimes there just aren't words to express
The deep down emptiness...
The only way there's friendship.
Is if there's honesty and trust...
My head is pounding
All I feel is tears...
I trusted you and ignored.
All accusations of your treason...