not sure of the exact date... but sometime in september...
I hate myself
For hurting you
I hate each second
No matter what I do
The tears in my eyes
Stain my face
The trickle and pour
While my thoughts race
"Was I wrong
Was I right?
How could I do this?"
My internal fight
Its so many things
I can't get them straight
Did I do the right thing?
Or was this just fate?
I can almost hear your voice
And feel your gentle touch
I don’t know if its good or bad
This pain is just too much
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