Forget the friends
who took your shoes,
And filled your life with great pain
That was unnecesary but required anyway.
You fall into the snowbank
and just sit there
Giving up on this day,
Though it isn't over yet.
Clouds look like rocks stalled in the bleak
The sun is torturing
your eyes with its truth
My voice swimming in your mind
Reminding you of what you've done,
Making you sick.
(I know my words haunt you, from the look
on your face when I come around)
You asked for forgiveness
Even though you'd do it all again...
But I am not Jesus
And you can go to hell
How can you sleep at night? Knowing what you've done to others?
P.S. Can and do are very different words by the way folks.