Traffic In My Life
Monday, November 30, 2009 - 6:36 AM
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It's like someone left the light on
It's like stepping in quick sand
Running the red light, holding on too long
This wasn't part of the plan
You were supposed to hold me
Your promises speak loud and ring in my ears
Handle me smooth and properly
Scare away all my deepest fears
What happened to us, why did you leave me
I know you're there, but why does it disturb my mind
The milk's been spilled, it runs the floor
If I can't cry, I won't point the finger
Why is the door still locked
Your voice in the room it lingers
I'll run into traffic to escape
Spin me around to watch the lights
Make the noises stop, ease the ache
I mouth words meant to bite
I pushed you off the bridge
I watched you fall helplessly
Nothing more than a small twitch
It seems like such a sin to breath
I know what I'm doing
And that's the issue
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