Shel here, Mildly depressed and in need of a minor rant, and something specific keeps running through my head and it's dying to come out, saddly though I feel as if this must come out in poem form...

Time bomb, Love struck
Sick, sad, Fist fuck
Thinking of you for the very last time
I'm thinking of you for the very last time
Feel as though I need a breath
Given a feeling of a need for death
Turn away, and I'll never look back on this
I'll never regret the taste of the kiss
That you gave me in return for all that I've done
The poison in your breath, the way I have run
You can turn your back on me, and you can lie to my face
But you can't hide because I can't be replaced

For every night that I've sat in the rain
For every minute of mind blowing pain
For the drugs you've injected into my vein
I regret every moment again and again
But I can't go back, I can't unstitch what has passed
I can't hold on to a feeling that won't last
And it's like the words of which i speak blow over your head
You leaving with a craving.. to only be dead

In the end I know I'm better than everything you do
I don't forget my friends, but by now I've forgotten you
Once upon a time, I broke every rib to see you smile
Though I doubt that I'll see you for quite a while
Unlike you I did not throw away the things I knew needed me
The friends who turned to me, who knew that I would see
See through their problems and bring them back to life
Give them a chance to be happy and rip away the strife
I used to think you and I were the just like eachother
I used to think we were better as one, than all the others
But dusk turned to day and things change with the sun
Victory was yours but in the end look who won

I shake my head, and wipe away the tears
And you're now gone, just like my fears
In the end you were different, we weren't the same
I'm here, you're gone. and there's no one to blame
We've not moved a muscle but come so far
And in you've forgotten who your friends are
But I'm still around for the ones who need me
They know that I care, because, you see
I turned my back when you did, but in the end
I turned back around, for all of my friends

You're gone now.. so no more need to cry
You're the one who lost.. And I let you die
But in the end, Lost will be thine name
I realise now.. We weren't the same



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