little do you knowi am entirely yours.no matter how many timesyou hurt me.no matter how many timesyou lie to me.i am 100%entirely yoursand that's what's mostpainful.i just keep coming back
so i drink the last bottle of vodkaand smoke that pack of cigarettes.i like the burnthe burn of strong alcohol going down my throatand the burn of grey cigarette smoke that's slowly turning my lungs black.i have them in hopes of feeling something.something instead of nothing
and so i just laid there, as still as i could be.i froze as you touched every inch of my body.you thought i was asleep.i was so young.i had so much to live for.i've gone everyday thinking about what you did and how i could've stopped it.i'm still trying to convince myself that it wasn't my fault.why would you do this to me?i hope you burn in hell.
you saved my lifethe way your fingertipsbrushed against my cheekthe way you held mein your armsyou made me feelbut you leftand i haven't felt a thingsince
I could snatch a day out of the late autumnAnd set it trembling like forgotten springs,There would be sharp blue skies with new leaves shiningAnd flying shadows cast by flying wings.I could take the heavy wheel of the world and break it,But we sit brooding while the ashes fall,Cowering over an old fire that dwindles,Waiting for nothing at all.
I never lost as much but twice,And that was in the sod.Twice have I stood a beggarBefore the door of God!Angels -- twice descendingReimbursed my store --Burglar! Banker -- Father!I am poor once more!
Why -- do they shut Me out of Heaven?Did I sing -- too loud?But -- I can say a little "Minor"Timid as a Bird!Wouldn't the Angels try me --Just -- once -- more --Just -- see -- if I troubled them --But don't -- shut the door!Oh, if I -- were the GentlemanIn the "White Robe" --And they -- were the little Hand -- that knocked --Could -- I -- forbid?