19-9-09

19-9-09
This morning I took an hour
just to get dressed,
Sat on the edge of my bed
Just thinking (about you,
you know that already)
Seal my lips, dry my lips,
Seal my lips ‘til my tongue
hangs limp and forgets how to
annunciate anything at all,
Keep it all locked up inside this head,
It’s like hiding from a murderer
in your bed and screaming
before he even reaches you.
Never had a chance, did I?
But always had a hope.
Never had a chance, did I?
Don’t have a hope either.
Sitting on the edge of the bed,
With my head in my hands,
Trying not to pull out my hair,
Just thinking (about you,
you know that already)
Just thinking how I wish I
could stop thinking (about you,
you know that already).