I’m so sick of the wonders
Of what could have been
I’m so sick of remembering
I’m living in then

The past
Of my once livable life
Now I’ve resorted
To that same fucking knife

To ease my pain
That I live with each day
I want to hear the words
I want to hear you say

“It’s okay”
“You know I love you”
But I’ll never hear that
Because I’m not with you

So I take each day
As I have always done
Walk around
With the never-ending shun

Away from the world
And all its perfections
And live my life
In perfect oblivion

Or so it seems…

 
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