A year and a day...

i'm so tired but i cannot sleep

my arms are cold and my knees get weak

i think of her and my stomach flips

my mind races and my center rips

i don't want to love you anymore

i feel ashamed and i feel like a w***e

the bottles up and the weed is gone

but i'm still awake at the break of dawn

the television's on and set on mute

there's nothing left for me to do

i have your ring, your sweater, and bong

and when i die, you'll come along

i trusted in you to hold my hand

you said you'd know and understand

i've givin the wound a year and a day

and yet, the wound won't fade away..

Reviews

[John Stussy]

Some wounds stay fresh for a much longer time than we would like. Sometimes it's able to be ignored, other times it overwhelms us and brings us to our knees all over again. If that happens don't worry, we're only human after all. We seem to be able to bear the weights of others much better than our own, so if it gets bad you go to your friends. :)

[nostal]

nice.