Wandering through the grey

I look for you

An empty feeling in return

 

I now come to realize

Your disdain

Is a shelter from my bitterness

 

Wandering through the grey

I no longer look for you

As I’m wretched by my own poison

 

Oh how you amuse yourself with my pain and sorrow

No matter where, no matter when

I wait for you… take me home, deliver me

  • JoinedSeptember 2005
  • OccupationSurvivalist
  • HometownT.O.
  • Current cityHogtown
  • CountryCanada
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