Numb, burntMature

can't think
of all the ways
I thought
could make me forget
can't even let go
no matter how hard I try
so screw you
I hope you're happy
think you made things okay
I swear you didn't
all got worse
gotta burn
all this away
can't numb
all the things
that I thought,
that I felt,
but god I wish I could
more than anything
I wish I could forget you
wouldn't make this easier though
would it
probably not
couldn't say goodbye
can't say hello
can't say, love
not a word
left to say

The End

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