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by Jessica Henning Jul 19, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Im feeling the crack deep in my chest since you decided to just take a rest the friend i once claimed now the one on your hand she follows you around and gives you commands so with a knife in my back and a rip in my heart i promise you this.. you tore me apart so forget that we met and we ever did touch but i wont forget i loved you so much with the beer in my hand and my pen in the other im starting to sound just like my brother he too had a tear and a knife in his back but soon his memories went out of wack the blunt that he rolls and the money he pays he doesnt think twice to have better days i cant help the tears and i cant help the drinks i cant get the help when i go talk to shrinks a friends what i need and your what i want im tired of being on this forelonging hunt so ill sit here in shame and drink all my pain until a better day comes with sunlight and rain