The Absentee
and its felt like lead, too think to let anything else in, it is too heavy to stand.
i wont push out, please god this tears me apart on the inside,
you quit and you suck and you are still the same..
as far as i can see i wish to breath, i cant take this change,
i would rather stay here with my hands gripping my throat.
what now? you find yourself on the outside?
what about them? what about her?
what about all of your responsibility?
i find this in blood, for some...easy to walk away,
i find that i can never break, this hurts,
it tears me apart on the inside ive quit, we are done,
it seems that now youre the absentee i still feel so much for you