Sitting here shaking
Cause I forgot to think of you.
Sitting here listening
to the sound of my own breath
wishing that ghastly sound would stop,
because yours almost did...
I feel utterly terrible
cause time slipped right by me,
not once but twice...
Am I mentally sane?..
I wish I had a pack of cigarettes..
That way I could possiblely smoke quiet a few,
Get sick and throw up and cry.
I know now I'm not an angel,
because I forgot to stop
and think of you...
And think if you were worried
or possiblely even hurt...
or worse...
and if worse would have happened..
I'd have never known...
Now; I don't even know if I'm worth it...
because I lose track of time..
I want to cut..feel the burn prickle
a top of my skin and watch
what emotion looks like..
I'm sorry won't cut it..
or perhaps it will..