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I can feel my worries dig into me
like the sharpe point of a forced knife
and i listen to what others say intently
while you talk about ending your life
and they tell me that your not the one
they see something that i dont
and i ask myself "what could he have done"
"will you leave me?" he says "i wont"
but these thoughts are there all though the day
is there something going on i dont know?
and these games in my head they start to play
to like a twisted emotional side show
and i think about that sick feeling i get
when i know that something is up
so i grab anotehr xanax get it all set
pour some water into a cup
and it drowns the worry for a little while
but it will come back, im sure
and ill wait by the phone hoping he'll dial
but i can bet that hes talking to her
Posted in Poetry
by Necrophile23


Your writing is so honest and real and it doesn't hold back at all.

TabulaRasa - 2011-08-31

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