Words
can’t
explain
This
eternal
ache
It
hurts
so much
When
I’m
awake
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Words
can’t
explain
This
eternal
ache
It
hurts
so much
When
I’m
awake
They
say
you
shouldn’t
write
when
drunk
But
what
else
will
help
deal
with
this
funk?
At
least
beer
allows
me to
release
that
valve
And my
heart,
somewhere
along
the
line,
to
salve
All
I can
say is
I live
in hope
That
one day
I will
tie that
rope
As
tightly
as I see
it in
my mind
And
all my
troubles
I’ll leave
behind
How
the
fuck
can
it be
right
That
I have
to sleep
alone
tonight
I never
thought
that I
would be
On my
own at
thirty
three
Just be
careful
not to
slip
Not one
ounce of
blood to
drip
For you
don’t want
them to
see
Just how
messed
up you
can be
Is
it
too
early
to start
drinking
She
asked
As
this
is
too
much
to bear
That’s
exactly
what
I was
thinking
He
said
As
he
pulled
up a
chair
And
so
begins
another
day
Where
I pretend
every
thing
is ok
If
only
there
was
another
way
As I
hate
being
such a
fucking
cliché
My
life
has
changed
so muchIn
lots of
different
waysNow
the
hope
is to
haveMore
good
than
bad
days
All
of a
sudden
now
it
seems
That
my
waking
mind
is
empty
You
only
exist
in
my
dreams
But of
those
there
are
still
plenty
As I
open
up my
scars
The
blood
flows
once
more
As I
begin
to see
stars
I fall,
sated,
to the
floor
No amount
of blood,
sweat and
tearsWill ever
be enough
to assuage
these fearsBelieve
meI’ve
tried
What
keeps
us
togetherCan
also
tear
us
apartBut
what
ultimately
destroys
usMight
just
mend
a broken
heart
Amongst
the worst
of the
liesAre the
ones
I tell
myselfFor the
safety
of my
sanityAnd the
goodness
of my
health
This
can’t
go on
We
mustn’t
continue
As the
guilt is
seeping
Into
every
sinew
It
has to
stop
It
shouldn’t
have
started
As
we
made a
mockery
Of our
dearly
departed
You’ve
stolen
my life
from me
In
oh so
many
ways
It might
have been
you that
died
But
I’m
the one
who pays
Desperate
timesCall for
desperate
measuresSo toss
that
jigger
awayAnd
pour
Morning:
I
enjoyed
chatting
with
you
Even
though
it was
through
a screen
Like an
impenetrable
wall of
concrete
With a
little
crack
inbetween
The
overwhelming
feeling is
emptinessCompletely
hollowed
out insideAn ever
pervading
numbnessEvery
day
since
he died
You
don’t
win
the
battleBut
it is
an
advanceOn
winning
the
war
I’m
starting
to feel
betterWith
each
round
that
passesAs my
sorrows
are
drownedBy now
empty
shot
glasses
Is that
really
it
There’s
nothing
more?
She asks
while
falling
to the
floor
We’ve
drunk
it all
The
well
is dry
He
exclaims
with a
tear in
his eye
One scar
Two scar
Three scar
Four
It’s not a problem
I suppose
To add
A couple more
I’m
surprised
you are
coping
so well
Given
all
that
has
happened
I
felt
like my
world had
fallen in
And
that
my life
had been
flattened
If you
keep
pulling
out your
hair
He
said
You
will
end up
going
bald
And
what
exactly
is it
about that
She
said
That
leaves
you so
appalled?
It’s
not
self harming
It’s
self
soothing
I
wanted
to help
you
He
said
I
really
wanted
to try
Then you
should
have left
me alone
She
said
You
should
have just
let me die
If life’s
a bitch
And then
you die
Then what’s
the fucking
point
Just flip
the switch
Let out
a sigh
And roll
another
joint
Take
away
my
knives
Put
those
razors in
the bin
For the
urge to
cut is
rising
To bleed
out the
pain
within
Privacy
is not
allowed,
it seems
When
you’re
trying
to grieve
People
get pissed
off,
it seems
If you don’t
wear your
heart on
your sleeve
There’s
so much
of meYou
never
seeSo many
things
I doThat are
hidden
from viewI know you
won’t believe
it’s trueBut it’s
my way of
protecting you
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