smokeless smoke...
i write all the time, i imagine a better time when my life was better, i remember when my world was just her and me... now it's her and her drugs and never me... it's her and her friends who have those life numbing chemicals... i feared, i cried, i felt loss and felt that i was in this all alone.. by myself.. sleepless nights, and careless days... i want to smoke and drink again so she can understand i'll be like her to be with her... i'm not like that.. and i don't want to be on my back anymore, i don't want to kiss her chemical traced lips, i don't want to hold her close to smell hot glass and burning residue... i miss her smell, i miss her touch... i'm no longer in her picture, i'm no longer part of her life, i'm not the constant beat in her heart, i'm no longer waiting.. .sorry, i'm burnt out and i'm tired, i just want to roll over and die with what little heart i have... my wife, my life... i'm no longer waiting... i'm no longer holding your hand, i hope you understand... but i love you...
db
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Hey DB.. ts by chance i was listening to a song about Flagstaff, and thought of u, and figured i'd check on you.
I am sorry you are going through all that, i know hom much Star means to u, and it took you 2 so long to get here... i just hope soon she will realise it and u both will work it out.
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