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It’s gotten to
The point
Where nothing hurts
Nothing surprises
Shocks
Or stings
Anymore
Where all I can do
Is shrug
My shoulders
Hang my head
And face the wall
Because I knew
The whole time
It was never for me
At all.
Untouchable hands
Reach out for mine
And what can I do
But offer you
Everything?
And I knew
All along
I had to be
Wrong.
Still I wonder
What happens
When the
Sedative
Wears off?