sundays

Childhood in my back seat, the trunk full of lego's

Tool box to my right see, people waving hello's

Sad and sorry it's all i've ever been

eyes blinded, mind reminded full of past memories

Me jumping off bridges hanging with my dad

Driving away eyes full of tears

Brain screaming through thoughts of past years

Choked up not blinking trying to see the road can't stop thinking

How years fly by with hello's and goodbyes

Childhoods gone living life ahead. and to believe i once thought i'd be better off dead.

Stuck in between parallels of walls that go on forever waiting to realize that nothing will come by and pick me up, never.
The years of intolerance are over. I know now what i couldn't believe then.

Wake up, un fuse with the somatization realize reality and all it's realizations.

I'm the only one holding my hand and right now im about to drop you

the cliff too high, the cliff too high.