"I would rather die living, than live dying"

Sunday, January 10, 2010

bad dream

I took a walk around the yard

stared at dead plants you planted

til it got too hard

I smoked my first pack of cigarettes today

Closed my eyes to see two children play


I went down,

down to an old Cafe

Put a half a case away

I took a sleeping pill

and tried to watch TV

But you know

the leading lady

looked too much like you for the likes of me


I woke up crying in my sleep

Staring at your pillow

the one you always complained about and

I reached out to touch your hand

And knocked the phone off the nightstand

Heard a girl saying May I help you please?"

No thanks

there's nothing you can really do for me

Nothing random for me

don't want to be like you

you see


I just had a bad dream

that's all that's wrong with me

I just had a bad dream


Went out to loosen up the car

Some how I wound up at the yardhouse bar

I had a vodka soda on the run

But I didn't get too far

one after the other

beautiful girls making plays for my heart

their always after me

but I ran away


I found some friends

I used to know

Dragged them out to see stars glow

I drew myself a bath

and I tried to read your book

But you know

it just didn't seem quite worth the time it took


And I woke up crying in my sleep

I was talking to your pillow

And I reached out

to touch your hand