What if in two days
I could say
Yesterday was the day I died.
Would it make a difference?
I'm at the end of my rope
Should I tie it in a knot
And let the cliche's I've created
kick away the chair?
How about
drowning out my sorrows
with yesterdays tears
or todays liquor.
I feel numb
to the sounds of
Everything I've done wrong
Screaming at me like pins and needles.
My senses are fucked up
I'm not myself anymore
it's ok though
I have tomorrow morning to look forward to.
What if in 2 days...