Its 3:39 am and
I'm reading our old messages
Thinking about how I wish I could go back again
Laying on your bed with a pack of cigarettes and
I realize now what I should've said back then
When you were in pain and needed a friend
But I was afraid of letting you in
In fear that my pain would pull you in
And leave you barren like it did my spirit
I guess I'm still not over it
3 years and I still feel like I lack purpose
Try my best to convince myself it's worth it
But im nervous
Don't want anyone to see the skeletons in my closet
They're haunted
Thought I figured out how to bury them
But I just buried my love
Where's my conscious
Sobriety proved to be worth it
But now I see the path I walked
Try not to look back but
My past fucked where my presents as
Comedically I have to backtrack
To a past that
I've run from for so long
I forgot the way back
Its tragic
You lost your life so I could learn to live mine
You feigned attraction so I could learn to read time
You loved my body but not my soul
You can't let go but I have to go home
The seventh commandment is my favorite, cuz you taught me how to break it
Beauty is a beast
Karma surely creeps
7 sinners
How history repeats











