Thursday, November 10, 2016

I have this unforgiving urge
As I clench my pencil
To drive the graphite
Into my temple

I know there's light
But I can't see it now
Tomorrow I'll be fine
Get through tonight somehow

I know there's a light
I feel I've gone blind
In the morning, I'll be alright
So keep that in mind
When for only tonight
I say that I don't want to be alive
Because really, I don't want to be alive

Just for tonight

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