Round

They keep mentioning you're name
But I'm trying to move on.
I can't get used to the fact
That you are actually gone.

I'm terrified of feeling the heartache,
Been down that road before.
I've lived the doom and gloom, deep slumber
And I don't want it anymore.

I pulled myself up high
From rock bottom, so low.
I climbed my way out,
Learned from what I came to know.

I've lived out the darkness
Fought my way back to sun rise.
I tore myself away
From all of the truth and the lies.

It finally stopped raining
Raining down on me.
Then bang, you were gone
And suddenly I was no longer free.

I slid four steps back
But stopped myself from falling apart.
Refused to shatter so easily
Though I took a beating to the heart.

So it was all for nothing
And I've fallen back.
I thought I was getting stronger
Just to fall onto the same old beaten track.

And I was getting somewhere
Even though it's not the same.
And now I'm one of the people
That keep mentioning your name.

11/10/12