No Amount

No amount. Empty.

Lonely. Overwhelmed.

Fed up with myself. I cant get out

Cant get off, and skipping town with Terry, well it kinda seems the only route

But that just leaves the child more lost

like the blind lead the blind.

and maybe I'm just guilty and should leave you behind.

You stick around.

You’re out of time.

No wait. Let’s have another shot.

price the benefits and does that really outweigh the cost?

So tell me, how are you sure?

You drive me nuts, all allure

You make me want you all the more. This torture. Use him, you whore.

You’re too kind.

I can’t take it. Maybe I should.

I know that most guys would fake this,

honesty and honestly your probably sick of my shit.

Know I would be and know I am.

almost rather screw up my life

just temporarily bandage because a break would just be nice

by now its come to me I--

Oh there I go. My heart ran out. At least it’s like rest.

I guess nothingness and void is better than the depressed.

I never thought I could write. But I got a whole lot of words.

Too bad that I can’t ever find them when they need to be heard.