The Last Night
One more night of sweet dreams
For tomorrow the tears will stream
One wind to a music box is all it took
Preparation I suppose, for tomorrow I'll have to look
What he plans to do will tear our family apart
All I'll be left with is pieces of what used to be a heart
A walk through a door is all it's going to take
A bloody scene, A cry for help, my spirit he's bound to break
I didn't know in just one more day I would never be the same
I won't be able to save him, I know it's such a shame
There will be a family in crisis, a family in pain
Left to wonder and find someone to blame
Soon I'll wish I could go back to change a thing or two
To tell him that taking his life is something he shouldn't do
I bet you wish tomorrow would never come
Don't worry after all of this I'll be comfortably numb
Copyright © Jessie Jones | Year Posted 2020
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