blah blah blah blah blah!!!!
i need to write!!!!
So its the next "step"
time to buck up.
Yep, these next few months
are gonna be rough.
Pack up the boxes
and we'll ship them out to sea.
We'll treat it all with tact
and equality.
But we both know its bullshit
because your screwing some guy
and its come to the point
where you don't even hide.
I can make myself sick
just looking at you.
Have you ever stopped to think
what hes going through?
You are the one
who gets a brand new life
and your leaving him here
with the heartache and strife.
If you weren't happy
you should have got out.
Isn't staying loyal
what marriage is about?
I know I should be thankful
"live like you are dying"
but when look around this house
I cant help but start crying.
Being here,
it's hard to resist.
There's boxes and boxes
of things I will miss.
Because where ever they are
they're not in my heart.
It it seems that my childhood
has fallen apart.
Daddy says "its just stuff,
at least I have my daughters."
and I think to myself
"what a wonderful father."
He is braver
than I could ever be.
and all I can spare
is my sympathy.
He said to me
"I'm not broken yet."
And that is something
I will never forget.
I haven't felt like this
in a very long time.
And I doubt I've ever been so blunt
in one of these rhymes.
But I guess it came back
to send me back down.
And honestly, it's comforting
to be back on the ground.
Its nice to be not laying
in the lost and found.
To not be so dizzy,
stuck in a cloud.
Its nice to remember
whats real and whats not.
Its nice to go back
to feeling what I forgot.
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