I've contemplated it, wrote it, pondered it
Cried out for it, and attempted it you see
I keep all my ropes now in the garage
There they are of greater use to me
I moved the radio from the bathroom
I now prefer classic melodies
I put my razors behind the mirror
I'm gonna let my hair get shaggy
And all my pills went down the toilet
And there they can't bother me
I used to lock away these horrid thoughts
But to heal I must set them free
I won't lie and say the thought doesn't still come
Like a quiet thief in the night with a loaded gun
There will always be this darkest part of me
But now I try to share my thoughts in forms of poetry
And I hope there is no end to the line for us
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 7:58 AM UTC
I've contemplated it, wrote it, pondered it
Cried out for it, and attempted it you see
I keep all my ropes now in the garage
There they are of greater use to me
I moved the radio from the bathroom
I now prefer classic melodies
I put my razors behind the mirror
I'm gonna let my hair get shaggy
And all my pills went down the toilet
And there they can't bother me
I used to lock away these horrid thoughts
But to heal I must set them free
I won't lie and say the thought doesn't still come
Like a quiet thief in the night with a loaded gun
There will always be this darkest part of me
But now I try to share my thoughts in forms of poetry
And I hope there is no end to the line for us
Not much I wanna say about this. I figure you guys get the point.
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