*plonk*

What I feel isn't healing
I can't seem to get rid of this feeling
I know I'm different
Damn it, I know
But you are the same
And it is such a shame about the way our minds work
Will I be just another one
Just another cigarette to throw out your window
Just another morning bladder of piss to get rid of
Will I be her?
Will you forget our love just like you did hers?
See, I know
I know about the way our minds work
For I have been on this path way beyond my years
My soul has been destined for tragedy
I know the familiar ache all too well
And I know the way we all remember a certain smell
It carries into houses and rips apart families
It lingers in the nostrils and won't lose its grip for entire eternities
We all feel it
The feeling when you are getting deeper into the water
And the ground drops beneath your feet
That instant of fear and dread mixing into a soup of disgust and dispare
You reach and reach, thinking safety is just inches away
But never finding the bottom
Continuously dropping
We sink and fall and splatter to the ground
But only when our hearts refuse to make one more sound