I walk along the lonely roads
holding back the salty tears inside my eyes
one slips out
splashing up memories that were forever locked inside my mind
i went into the bathroom to try to find you, i found you
holding a needle to your arm, about to inject it
the sun was overhead.
and like that you were taken away from me.
i look at your lifeless body, lying in the tub.
saying 3:11 on your watch, trying to hold back the tears
the next morning as i lay awake bleeding shivering under the cotton blanket, looking at the bed-side table i see 3:11 and look down and whisper to myself "i need you." shoving a needle into my arm. i was finally ripped from my body. leaving it behind in the sheets i could finally fly toward you..
