Outside The Lines

January 10, 2012
I can't seem to mend,
So at night I live it all again.
I don't like doing this every night.
It's like I will never see the light.
Just when the end gets near,
It disappears.
Your mouth is open, but I can't hear what you say.
Can you just point me the right way.
I'm shattered on the floor now,
I don't even know how.
It's killing me after all this time.
As the end comes near all I can say is why.





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