Saturday 25 April 2009

14 lines of hurt

Dates and places and faces and names,
Needles and plasters all feel the same,
Lost track of the days, lost track of time,
Forget when you said you'd be by my side,
I drink and I drink, till there's no more tears,
And I sleep all day to forget all my fears,
The crushing, the hurting don't mean a thing,
As long as your happy the bruises wont sting,
The aching I feel whenever you leave,
I can't find the words, I'm struggling to breathe,
Don't eat, don't sleep, make myself sick,
This fantasy image don't seem to stick,
Memories fading, no names and no places,
Forgotten the dates the people and faces.

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