Mostly Downs

I passed out on your couch

Woke up, smoked up and then freaked out

Can you call my mother?

Let her know that I loved her

I went by your old house

Looks like your family moved out

That place is full of old memories

From a time before you were dead to me

 

So it’s 2am and here I am again

Googling the best ways to kill myself

This is becoming a routine

But there’s an ocean of pain that lives inside of me

 

(Dear diary, it’s June 22nd 2015 and I’ve never felt more alone in my life. I’m not sure that I can ever look her in the eyes again. Was any of this even real?) NO!

 

Manipulator does it feel great?

When you’re lying through your teeth to get your way

and I’ll never believe a word you say

you’re just a name on my list of mistakes.