The sun rises
the fog lifts...
I keep getting a call
from someone named "Toll Free"...
The dark hole that is my heart
is sending me into a catatonic state...
A heart is a fragile thing, I think
Without one you would surely sink...
You keep me going those long nights at work,
you keep my spirits buoyed up...
I don't have anything to vent
nothing to get rid of...
I wish i could cry
it's been years since I have...
Sometimes
life gets you down...
Why do you hate me?
why do you ignore me...
We don't know each other
well, hardly...
Things used to be so hard
uncomfortable and tense...
We sit and talk for hours on end
Usually about unimportant stuff...