I can guarantee for a fact it will be burned into the walls of my mind
I'll burn a frame around the branding
Admire it every time I walk around my memories
The southern comfort in my glass will swirl around
As I think long
As I think hard
"I went wrong and there's no one to blame but myself."
I want a soothing voice
So I can ease the nerves of all the smokers
Who have their lungs filled with cancer
Sleep isn't even on my side anymore
I hate the metaphor of chapters in ones life. I always viewed as episodes on a television, seasons and arcs. Everything gets a bigger budget that way. I just find it a bad sad at who the producers decide to bring back from previous seasons. Make a new character, don't bring back a worthless one. Maybe their was a contract that still needed to be filled. Who knows? I don't.
I want to go to bed.
I want to go on vacation.
I want to be held.
I want someone to tell me I won't die alone.
