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No Tomorrow

Some days I feel like I want to cry
Instead being with you feels like I’ll die
Few years ago I use to lye in a pool of water in the rain
Slitting each wrist before I begin to pray

Nowadays each day I feel the pain
Engraved on each arm the scars was only a four year old stain
Seems like forever since I came home
Reading old letters from mom in Rome
All my friends moved on with their lives
Leaving me here to rot, wither and die
Am doing fine for now still sane but fear that I’ll silently go insane
Holding myself while death glared he knows why I’ve come back home in despaired
Eating my favorite meal and drinking tea from a coffee cup
Reflecting life never knew it would come in a rush
The old tree house stood far away
Burned down now it just decays
We use to play in that tree but now I just grit my teeth
There are no more memories I have nothing leave anew
Except for my corpse I’ll be leaving in my bedroom
Four years ago in this very bathroom my little brother drowned his name was Matthew
Then I remember having my boyfriend here we made love then and there
It was this very room am sorry you had to see that Matthew
I’ll wear the same clothe we buried you
No not that dress but the pants you tattooed
And the jeans jacket the one I had stash away I was going to wear it on your birthday
So today’s my day my way to die I’ll do it myself am not going to lie
Am scared to lose myself but it’s a risk am willing bleed
I felt weak between the knees
Remember the 45. Caliber gun dad hid it was the one he shot himself in the ribs
Then four times in the head wonder why he did it because mom left him for another man
We’re all f*cked it’s sad to say
I’ll be there little brother soon am on my way
I’ll use the same gun dad use to blow himself away
That’s what mom wanted anyway
Pulled the gun into my face with three bullets left
Pop. Pop. Pop you know the rest
Our once happy family blew up in flames
It’s sad to see your love ones see such shame
Standing beneath the clouded rain
Mother wanted another man
Dad loved her to death he even took his own life while he hold his last breath
My little brother Matthew took a bath one day he was five years old
Mother wanted him dead
As for me I was sent away I knew the truth and I took it to the grave
We’re one happy family in heaven and in hell
And there’s no way we can break the spell.

Copyright©2006 Tempestt
4/15/06



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