fourteen days doesnt seem like much at least not to someone whos never had the touch never felt the pain of loss or surrenidy through themselves not another never delt the shame or inevidability threw themselves down without a mother it hurts but theres a way to the end they tell you it hurts but theres another day to spend and embell you you dont need this you need to stop you dont bleed this you need to stop this isnt you it isnt who you are just shut up and get in the car another day hiding in the shadow knowing they see you hurt no other way subsiding in the shallow glowing in the sea you burnt another night another thought it'll stop it'll die yeah another travesty another lie out again to chase the "dream" in the hours in doubt again erase the dream im in dowers slurring and swirving drowning in perfection blurring the deserving and frowning at the reflection abe to see it but not abe to know it is pain sitting alone to remanice in the rain i hurt her i couldve killed her if it werent her i wouldve killed in a blur shaking with the pain another drink down the hatch quaking in shame another brink of the patch yeah right another glimpse of the light i can get out soon locked away with no way out theres more i may never say yeah fourteen days isnt much fourteen days is no pride especially for somone who lied fourteen days is where i am and its where i will be id like to think i pray to "god" not to pick up another drink