It's Forgotten Me
It's drained me so lazy
I can hardly move anymore
My legs fell limp
My arms dried to stone to hold me up
Oh, wait ol' kind depression
I know you haven't forgotten me
You've tested me to see the limits
Reached much too soon and I;m done
The filthiest cadavar behind me
Repeating her words: "Don't touch me dirty bastard, Burn in Hell"
I'll meet you there young one
Holding more I'm just a boy brutally shoved in the fire
I'll wish you all farewell as I ride to paradise
Depression has defeated and gone with obsession
Copyright © Charles Grisham | Year Posted 2005
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