The kiss of death wraps up her arm
as she pushes in the internal harm.
The shit that ruins lives
and destroys wives.
The pain and sorrow
The waking of no tomorrow
The wish of a day ago
A pain that hurts, oh so slow
A wish and a tear
An empty bed and a dwelling fear
A day gone by
A missed high
A kiss lingering for years
While I dwell on my surmounting fears
that when I die, I won't see your face
and I'll be left with the rest of the human race
to be alone without you.
All alone and blue.
A hug just to myself
Why did I put my concern on the shelf?
Why didn't I tell you to stop that needle shit
instead of hold it all in while I watched to take a hit?
Seeing the rush and seeing you all pacified.
Well wherever you are, I hope your satisfied.

06/14/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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