That’s one…two…more seconds longer
That I must suffer from bad memories.
You’re the boogie man of my childhood
Dreams.
But I will sleep! I will conquer this!

You were a fatal sickness that left me
Blind.
How could I fall for the pick-lines?
How could I let you woo my soul?
You saw I was fragile and clearly unstable
Still you sought me like I was the girl of your dreams!
And I watched you breathe when your chase was
Done.
I watched you breathe as you lied to me!

So much of my time was spent hoping
You’d see the good I’d done.
Hoping you’d see my willing hands.
Now my days are spent crying
Over my wasted time –
Hoping truth would fall from your empty lies.
The demon and knife of bad memories

Your fire consumed my dying flesh –
Burned and destroyed my confidence.
Now who can I love?
Tell me! Who can I trust?
Who will suffer because of what you’ve
Done to me?

I could escape three-thousand miles
But I couldn’t escape the memory of
Your flawless face, your fake esteem!
How easily you lied to me!
How hard my heart loved you so, and
How I longed to be the girl of your
Dreams!


(Dedicated to the friends I would have died for. I'm not missing you)