| 4:22 p.m. --- i'm sorry. --- 2005-04-08 |
she can't take it anymore
she wants to die
each night she prays morning won't come
but the sun always rises,
my Beautiful.
your empty doll eyes
fade each day
you're gathering pills,
hoarding razors,
saying goodbye.
i guess my love isn't enough to keep you here.
the voices close in on you
roaring growing louding in your ears
you scream to the deafness that is God
"i can't take the pain anymore."
your head aches with racing thoughts
and it comes to me all at once that
i can't take your pain away
and i can't promise you i'll stay here...
guilt plagues my dreams
your shaking hand reaching out for my own
but i let it fall
because
i just bring you pain.
you need white pills and professional opinions
not a blind guide to lead you.
i'm sorry.
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