Taste Of Death Across My Tongue Go Ahead And Pull The Trigger Youve Held The Gun To Long Why You Hesitating?
taste of death across my tongue go ahead and pull the trigger you’ve held the gun to long why you hesitating? i’m running out of patience palm itching craving for the end of it all how long until i’m gone? maybe it’ll be today wait another moment put the gun down again light another blunt and now i’m stoned tears down my face holding onto memories they don’t even matter maybe that’s my restraint but the crave of darkness still lingers turn off my ringer i don’t want to hear no shit just take hit after hit i’m over it kissed death three times before third try wasn’t the charm but i got the gun against my skull everything has became so dull pills put me in a lull i wish i could stay asleep and let people say RIP but they never cared when i was awake so why they caring now? i keep saying fuck it all but i care to much so let me smoke another lighter and then burn i don’t know when i’ll learn people only care for themselves and it’s only you in the end
-Sg’17
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i miss you... and i know i shouldn’t but i do i tried to move on but i can’t every person i come to, i think of you i think of every little detail and i can’t help but wonder what would’ve happen if we had lasted? what would’ve happen if we went through the promises we said we keep? i miss you more than you will ever know and you’ve probably moved on by now but i haven’t the hurt is still as fresh as the day it started i bit back tears that day because i don’t cry but oh god how i want to cry now i want to text you and tell you everything i want to tell you of how bad i messed up and how bad i want you back and you’ll tell me i’m lying and block me once more i want to apologize about everything a thousand times but you won’t even listen once i want to tell you i love you again and again but you’ll tell me you hate me i fucked up.. i know i loved you but i didn’t realize how deep it was i loved you and even though i told you, i didn’t realize i meant it until now it’s been 3 months since we’ve last talk and my heart still aches for you i still crave the sound of your voice and the corny jokes you cracked i miss the way i could tell you anything and even though you would make fun, you didn’t care i’m sorry times a thousand i can’t say that enough i can’t tell you enough how much i was in love with you but god do i wish had the chance to now
-Sg ‘17