Even though my feelings are hurt when I yell at you,
I know you don't care.
It's worse than waking up and finding that your body is not there.
I know you have no toleration for my medication.
What a barrer that we cannot break.

Whether in my wrist or my arm
you do me no harm.
I want you only to mend my heart,
something I forgot at the start.

I'll count out the days If I have to.
Even if only to reassure myself you'll come home,
back to me one day.
Last edited by CreateSalvation at May 13, 2008,