#lonelydays
No more temporary highs,
to hide away the hurt.
No more lies,
No more “good-byes”.
No more temporary fills,
to fill the voids,
or making homes of
what we should avoid.
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 3:53 AM UTC
Day after passing day
We hear the cars go through
We sit alone and pray
For something to be new
But it is what it is
I sip my drink and he sips his
And in the end I'm sad because
I drank twice the beer and only got half the buzz
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 7:04 PM UTC