Memories are fuzzy,
Just like a dream,
It's usually not like me,
To yell, shout, and scream.
My words were like daggers,
****** in by your magnetic pull,
Until we were left alone in the water,
With no where to go.
Now theres two more lonely people,
Left to fend for themselves,
In this ****** up world,
Well, I'll meet you in hell.