Something More

She was  something more..
My heads banging like a Viking drum 
Raining like the heavens cum 
And it drips from my window 
But theses shadows of her linger 
Near my bed and in my head 
This could all be skitzopfrenic banter 
How I wish tho 
Not today tho 
I just miss her .. 
The sound of her 
The feel of her 
Not her drugs tho 
I think I'm the only one who doesn't want it from her 
I'm clean 
I actually just worry 
And Miss her my heads in a flurry 
But all she does is hurt me 
It's so hard to break from her 
She's got this grasp 
On my soul 
And it hurts 
I just told her to burn my number 
But now I just want to hold her 
I'm so weak for the broken 
My spirit and bones are still healing 
Wings torn from me and boiled 
I am nothing 
In this melting pot 
It's so hard to give up 
The only one that's in your thoughts 
Ive got a gun cocked 
But its just for my rocks it gets me hot 
Lifes dull grey and boring 
My souls snoring 
I'm about to jump off a cliff to feel something..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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