Elijah Would

Back and forth everyday, everytime your like a drug, you and me.
I don't appreciate the time we had.
And all that we spent meant fuck all to me,
As I wallow in my own self pity.
I hope your well. As if i mean that!
Burn in hell my stupid baby.
What did you hope to see this time?
Was it me on my knees, with this rope round my neck, failing.

Sailing, across the memory.
Drowning your voice with sanity.
I'll ask you once more are you free,
Enjoying your life without the sight of me?
I hope your well, just as well as I,
Keep all my fortunes in a box by my side.
But hunni your the fortunate one 'cos youll be living after this is done