I woke up one day and god knew i needed a friend...
Life to me was so cruel, it would break my heart...
I hate funerals,
The sound of the mourners march...
Walking slowly to the edge
Thoughts of leaping from the ledge...
Looking in my fathers eye's
A look so sad as if i died...
As the wind runs through the grass
Beside my open grave...
Sizzling Summer heat and the sky so blue,
Teasing billows form an image resembling you...
The night you didn't come home
I found myself sitting in the dark...
Yes, I know I am stuck here
but perhaps I'd like to stay...
You've cast a shadow upon this velvet gaze,
Even now, I cannot save you from yourself...
"ill be back"
I'm being stubborn...
As I sit by the computer typing this I wonder will...
If you know why I am never good enough tell me...
Here I am laying on the ground
trying to find the strength I once found...