i dont give a shit about a damned title
By Syn
I cant breath
it wasnt supposed to be true
you werent suppposed to go through with it
and i tried so hard
i tried
did all i could for you
i am dying for you
im empty so empty
i hurt from head to toe
but my mouth is numb
my head spinning
thoughts racing
memories
what do i do
what do i do
im desparate for anything you can give me
just touch me
hold me
they're asking why im crying and i cant tell them
they shouldnt see me crying
but you give me choice
you left me with nothing
nothing to feel
nothing to think
no life to live
i cant do this
i cant do this without you
anything without you
can i rewind time
i would rewind it
i would erase everything i could
i would erase the pain
please just stop the pain
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Copyright 2004 Dead On Arrival
Published on Wednesday, July 28, 2004.
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"Poetry"