I wanna go back to the days in the
picture I stare at.
But I'm just visiting I'm no longer
welcome in this apartment.
You sleep alone tonight, tossing.
Everything seems to be going out of context.
I can finally see that I made all
your nightmares a reality.
I think I'll just go out for a quick drink
I'll be back shortly, you see.
She woke in the morning and turned on
the television only to see me.
I'm just a visitor now staring at the picture
on the old decrepit wall.
The picture still hung but I'm not around
just a passing thought now, just a faded memories.
