I walk out the door
By swindonwoody
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I walk out the door
that night
I had feet of clay
I wonder if my action
were right
but what use would it
have been
for me to turn and say
I don't want to go
i want to stay
but its never felt the
same
something change
between you and me
we could both feel the
pain
it was driving me
insane
I left that night in
the pouring rain
I'm so cut up inside
what good is begging
I don't have it in me
we never got the
questions answer
of why
you look at me I look
at you
and we both lost
I walk out the door
that night
this pain is so hard
it driving me insane
I see the pain in your
eyes
time flys
but pain never dies it
just subside
I don't know the answer
I cut up inside
i hope one day
we can find our way
back
who knows how this will
end
there only pieces left
of you and me
left shatter on the
floor
I walk out that night
of your life
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