I'm in a hole, |
How can my heart be beating,
when I feel so happy...
A shimmer,
a shine...
These days go by so fast,
I can hardly catch my breath...
Violence speaks the hands-
of someone who used to feel...
Patience- I try to tell myself,
but my hands want more...
You're opinion is irrelevent because I hate you. |
If that so happens to be your addiction, then mine clearly has to withdraw. |
I used to think of you as someone who would never hurt me. |