RollupsandBeer
03-20-2012, 04:38 PM
the end is nigh my friend,
my hands are washed my nails are clean
i have sought solace in a gallon of whiskey
only to be drowned by wasteful pity
if only i had cheekbones highlighted by the moon
if only i had a line to punctuate this silent room
if only i had a weapon by my side ,
a drill, a look, a quip to lift this gloom.
the end is nigh, but not to soon,
if only i had an arrow to pierce this gloom
he was a sorry man but will be missed
by all he loved and all he kissed
i have to pause
to hold a smirk,
he was a loser a ****ing jerk
my hands are washed my nails are clean
i have sought solace in a gallon of whiskey
only to be drowned by wasteful pity
if only i had cheekbones highlighted by the moon
if only i had a line to punctuate this silent room
if only i had a weapon by my side ,
a drill, a look, a quip to lift this gloom.
the end is nigh, but not to soon,
if only i had an arrow to pierce this gloom
he was a sorry man but will be missed
by all he loved and all he kissed
i have to pause
to hold a smirk,
he was a loser a ****ing jerk