C'est la Vie

sigh sad christmas eve.

recorded on the iphone.

when you left me, not physically but mentally and emotionally, i am a wrek

boiling to the point where i’d snap if you were to take another step

away i’d set the world on fire just to keep me warm

the way you pushed me away left me cold and torn

now, i just dont give a fuck at all

with a hole in my heart bigger than a fucing cannonball

bouncing wall to wall, you can’t say shit

or justify all the goddamn bullshit that you did

but fuck it, the past is the past and that was just a thought

never understood why you did what you did, and i gave up on those answers that i sought

now i am left in this hole of hopelessness and despair to rot

sitting alone on days of rejoice preying it’d stop

what’s worse? i got zags but no weed to help the pain ease

i guess i’ll do it the old fashion way, drink till my knees weak

till my body is numb and my brain is dead

thinking i can change the sum, but it’s already all done and said

but i am not trying to place any blame on anyone

i just want you to know that’s not how you should treat your son

so i’ll just pick up the pieces that are left and leave

i hope you’ll wake up one day understand and see from the perspective of me