Photographs flood back as the current begins,
And I'm sailing on a ship made of burnt skin,
My body is stiff as it's been dried out for days,
Surrounded by water but I can't bare to taste!.!.!.
I dont know what it is, but I know where to get it,
A feeling of happiness that I don't deserve,
But for tonight I shall spoil myself,
As I drink enough poison to learn how to feel!.
I had a brother once he was my best friend,
But it's funny how God portrays the End,
He died on the sidewalk where we would play,
And the drunk driver, ******* got away,
So tell me my God, why should I believe,
It's just me and the great wide open sea,
I'm strandard alone and I'm happier now,
Cause him, I cannot live without!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com