these memories will end up killing me...
by ALEX CHERNESKI
floating around... making my heart dead and i sit here listening to my won heartbeat's sound if i sleep i dream the past of you and me and how you said we'd always last... guess that was a lie because you don't want to be... because of a lie you let get to you so, now i feel like i wanna die and you gave up everything you wanted to do... i didn't give up yet i sit here in pity and despair with none of my luck and with depression in the air i look to the side and i see the pills... i take it to my hand as the bottle spills... and i wonder maybe i should take these for a ride my head filled with wonder and a heavy curiosity ponders... will this help the pain? other people do it all the time but what will i gain? nothing probably...but the choice is mine. i make the decision what should i choose? will this let happiness in? will i forget, or will i lose? i know i shouldn't... but i told you not to you said you couldnt... people tell me do what i gotta do. but i'm not sure the only face i can ever think about the only one i can is yours and it makes me want to shout! so i have i curiosity and i don't know why does this get to me? why did you have to go? can't let go...
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