Thursday, December 1, 2011


Must write
Must get it out
If I keep the poison in
It will consume my bones
Let it go before it burns away
My hands and face and dreams
Keep it too close and soon I'm the slave
But no matter the reasons I could list tonight
I know that come the morrow and it's light
I'll be here on my face again
And I still hold on to nothing
And I hate myself for it
And I tell myself
Let it go
Let it go
Its no use
Hope is leaving
On a train I cannot board
Maybe it's time
To throw in the towl
To throw myself under
Under the train hope escapes on

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