I want to live again, redo my choices
Never go that night,
Never kiss that boy,
Never drink that last drink,
Never tell them what I felt.
More trouble, more arguments,
It’s what my life has become,
Fights, arguments, silences
Everything else is nothing compared
It’s all coming back around again.
I cant breath anymore it’s tightened
This chain around my chest, this guilt
For what I did, to him, to them,
I told him not to believe in me,
Wasn’t worth all the trouble I have caused.
Back to the way things were,
When no-one knew, and I was safe
Take me back to the place where I died
To the night I ruined peoples lives
I want to redesign my mistakes
Trust is a luxury long gone,
Everything I need; everything I want
I can’t trust anybody to understand anymore
The future is what I need to come soon
Get away from the people I can’t trust














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the lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact. - shakespeare
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Castro is alive? O.o
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the lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact. - shakespeare
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Castro is alive? O.o
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