Six

I wish I was free of this

I see her in my dreams

Wish that she wasn’t there

But she still haunts me and I

Still feel her breath on me

Still want to taste her skin

But I know that won’t kill me

Now

Still I choke on her lies

Still from her last caress or goodbye

Now all this sickens me

This

I can’t erase this from me

And now

And everything I feel

The end of our sick

Now

Still I feel my strength hurt

To pick, hold my head high

Now

Still I choke on her lies

I rewrite my song

Still I feel my strength hurt

To pick, hold my head high

Still I choke on her lies

I rewrite my song

I wish I was free of this