Giving Up

by Jacki   Oct 27, 2004


I feel like giving up
when all the memories
come fleeting back.
I just want far away from here.
I want to go to where the water
is clear.
I want to breath in air that is pure.
I want to touch skin that is silk.
Everything is wrong you see
everywhere I turn you're alway
in my head.
Always there ruining my perfect
world.
Always wrecking my home.
All your apologies are garbage.
I just want you gone and to
never to come back!
I've reached my madness
and my breaking point.
I'm sorry for doing this
but there was no way out,

and the gun fell to the floor.

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