I fucked up
I fucked up
~ Sorry voor grammaticale fouten ~
I fucked up
“I fucked up again”, she said
as her heart skipped a beat
It’s always her
Her fault
Her mistake
Her trouble
Her pain
It’s the reason
she doesn’t want to live any longer
She feels it
in her bones
in her head
in her heart
and in her mound
as she poures in the alcohol
“What else do I do”, she said
not expecting an answer
nor a piece of advice
Nobody cares about her
She’s alone
and she’ll always be
She knows that
even though
she keeps wishing on a wishing star
every night again
as if it would come true
the wish she’s wishing for
As many as times she wished
as much she thought about dying
It’s pathetic, she knew
“But what does it matter”, she said
As her heart skipped a beat
and the end was near
It’s always her
Her hand on the bottle
Her mound full of alcohol
Her nose full of powder
The pain stopped also did her heart
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