You know it's almost been a year since you left me
I didn't know that this would still feel so heavy
Every day you cross my mind
You would think that it's about time...
To move on?
Every fucking day just
Drags on
You can't fathom the
Damage you've done
I just wish I could
Go numb...
And even after all this time...
I still find it hard to sleep at night
I'm a little embarrassed to admit I still cry
Everything else just feels like a lie
I'm not ashamed to yell, "Fuck you!"
But I know I may deserve every minute of my pain
I'm not sure who was lied to
But my loss seemed like your gain!
Tell me is he as good as you hoped?
I hope the ride was worth the heart you broke
Did he get intimate with the side I know?
I hope he shoved it down your throat...
After all this time...
I still can't sleep at night
I'm not afraid to cry
It was always a lie...
After all this time...
I still can't sleep at night
I'm not afraid to cry
It was always a lie...
I'm not ashamed to yell, "Fuck you!"
(I'm not afraid to die)
But I know I may deserve every minute of my pain
(I'm not afraid to cry...
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to cry...)
YOU ARE READING
The Blackened Bible
PoetryThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
