I feel his hands on my shoulders,
When I sink lower into the bath tub,
I feel his hands on my back,
When I sink lower under my covers at night,
I feel his hands on my neck,
When the pills sink lower down my throat,
I feel his hands on my waist,
When my finger sinks lower into my mouth,
I feel his hands on my ankles,
When I'm sinking lower into depression,
I feel his hands on the back of my head,
When I sink lower into the noose,
I feel his hands all over my body,
When I sink six feet lower into my grave.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 11:35 PM UTC
I feel his hands on my shoulders,
When I sink lower into the bath tub,
I feel his hands on my back,
When I sink lower under my covers at night,
I feel his hands on my neck,
When the pills sink lower down my throat,
I feel his hands on my waist,
When my finger sinks lower into my mouth,
I feel his hands on my ankles,
When I'm sinking lower into depression,
I feel his hands on the back of my head,
When I sink lower into the noose,
I feel his hands all over my body,
When I sink six feet lower into my grave.
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