Sunday, June 5, 2011

Sobbing Under Covers

Taken away my oxygen tank,
Rainy day, this body sank.

And I just need an anchor - something to hold me still.
Poisoning myself with things making me ill.

And I can't swallow whole,
And I cant beat this soul.

More than you have taken,
Undone, hands shaken.

To let go, to love, i'll have to find a way,
Suppressed thoughts and words just tend to eat away.

Someone to love me - that is the single wish I made.
Everything is always rebounded, there is no cure, no heart aid.

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