The rain has become a constant
inside of me
Ever since the day I chose to walk away
I keep asking myself what will happen when i'm internally full of water
When their is no more room for these tears
I look for memories of when we were happy and all I get are images of him having *** with you
Sleeping in our bed
Sleeping in our house
and the sun sets on my feelings like the truth did on the night I returned home
Home
that word no longer holds any safety
It's been tainted by a life I am working to bury 6 feet under
It is tainted by a dream I saw 60 years ahead with us being old, happy, with a family
I want to set this city on fire and sleep in its ashes
For those ashes are the only warmth I'd be capable of feeling
Tattoos don't seem so permanent when your stuck in pain
Mer flesh compared to these spikes tumbling inside
I need you to poke a hole in me to drain it all before I'm topped off
Better yet, cut me open and remove these spikes and my heart for I can never be in this much pain again
City of Sin has turned into a city of heartbreak
One thing remains though
The house always wins