And so it Goes on so what can I do to make you change your mind
to make your words sting less
as they have clouded my judgement
Its like you scrached me with them
Engraved me with the dirtiest blade you could find
your words
your words haunt me because I know they are true
"whatever you touch goes bad"
I try to block them out trying to rememeber that life goes on
"It'll probably effect your kids"
But there is not a day in my mind that doesn't revert
Turn back and look and see the damage I have caused
So dangerous
so Elicit
so painful
But still I sit eagerly
waiting until your life is at the tip of the knife
will you take it all back in your last breaths
could you bear to take your hatred for me to your grave
cause what choice you make determins where you go
and if life as I live it and you dont say
life will go on for some
but enternal burn for others
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