Terrible Tortured Child

I would have listened to you scream, and hear the songs you ate. I would have held your hand when all the drugs wore away. God forgive me, for being this bad child, but god you know I loved him....oh you know I do. As that night wore down, and with all my tears, I knew I would never have you back, but that forever I could be yours. Pleading never slowed you down, and my tears were just an after pain for you. No more than a punch to the face, and i'm sure you knew what you were going to lose. God forgive me for being this bad child...but god you know I loved him...dear god you know I do. I keep waiting for the wish I made at the same time twice, everyday. The wish that made us never ending. The time I can't bear to know I'm living in twice a day now, without you. I want my body to always be sleeping, when I have dreams with you. I find sometimes that you're almost there which makes me sure I'm in some of your dreams too. I miss your tongue, because mine is sharp and bloody. I miss your lips that called my name, and whispered when you loved me. Your skin was always one of my favorites, oh the many times it made me feel...but god fogive me for knowing that i'm lost now as this small girl. God forgive me....please help me home, back to his arms I love. They were my favorite, carressed and loved me, god i'm such a horrid child. Please forgive me for, oh my god you knew I loved him, as much as I still do.