I do not have a title for this yet; as always, a work in progress.
Why do you cry yourself to sleep every night and stain your pillow
with tears of yesterday.
Why do you talk about checking out of this life, why do you feel
so sad,why do you feel so blue.
Is it because the moon is full and the wind is howling like a wolf
at your door.
Or is it because you hurt to much and can't tell anyone,is it because
you keep the pain locked away.
You built a wall so very high; I tried to scale it,but you know I failed.
I told you I was giving up,not an easy thing for me to do.
I had hoped that you would change your mind; decide to join the
the living, leave your past behind,
But baby you finally wore me down,
yes baby you finally wore me out.
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