This letter dives to you luck I'm tired of waiting and hoping I'm tired of getting inspired and being Promised that you'll fall by my path I'm tired of reading you in papers and Not seeing you on my calendar I'm tired and just tired luck.
Days go by and the salt evaporates away My soul yearns to see you fall on to My rough hands, I've been sitting under The hot sun and the rains hit my head so Hard, but still you wouldn't show up The worms in my stomach screamed to sleep My buttocks placed on a hard surface for A long wait, but you just have no mercy
Never show up again I'm break the oath I took never to Give up on you I'll rely on reality and face the rough end I'll get punched by the thorns until I see the far end of the tunnel, with light Luck, you're a disappointment You're not welcomed ever again.
She's down to earth with Flourished tears flooding Her face Not seen in the lights They're only visible under her roof She doesn't talk, speak, raise She's just self centered, in cries.
The floor under her roof Is *****, with litter floating On tears With written papers that have Never had any other person's sight A load of odour smell flash From the unwashed dishes, deep.
She doesn't smile nor laugh Her moments filled with hallucinations She's got a craving for death As she thinks she deserves not The next day, not even today Depressed, suicide driven Facing her dream bed, six feet down.