12-3-07
I want to feel your lips close to mine
I want to feel your hands around my arms
tonight I want time to stand still
so I can gaze into your eyes for
a little bit longer.
instead I got lost in the Whiskey
that didn't even take the pain away this time;
it hurts so damn bad to laugh
so I smoked another cigarette trying not
to think of how much I just spent
on that pack that was already empty.
pain seems to know me better than I know myself these days
and sorrow is my best friend as of late
damn; I wish it was easy to drown away my
heartache that continues to smile at me.
maybey one day I can stay sober enough
to feel loved by you?
but then again I've never felt love before
and right now my life is coming
crashing down on me;
so I take another shot of Whiskey
just to try to forget that
life is a cruel game that I know I'll never win.
© 2007 heartdripsblack
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