last november

How could you inflict on yourself such pain?

Did you think that it would all wash away with the pouring rain?

It's not just you who lives with those scars, you know.

It's those who love you unconditionally and will never go.

They sat for hours and watched your life dangle on that string,

The string holding you up like a puppet... watching you dance and sing.

Dance and sing like your life ends tomorrow,

While for those who watch, you only brought sorrow.

Wake up you asshole, life's not some fucking game.

You can't double down and expect it to be the same.

When the fog had lifted you finally came to your senses,

Use the gate man, don't go jumping those fences.

Thanks to last November, I finally see how and why to live...

And although time's running out, there's still so much to give.

-brad 2/23/2008