Hope you enjoy the winter

I sit in this broken chair

wondering why on earth I still care

sitting in the stillness of inky black regret

I sit withered writing a million blank checks

Now I know...

Action, Consequence, remorse, relapse

I told you "No" so many times and still your persistence wore me into something shameful

The light switch however has been long busted and mangled

ALONE, I SIT, with no wit left to strangle

hunting down an angle

That just might make me feel a little bit better about these past two months

I have a hunch, actually, it's a really bad back

and a knee that only gets worse attached to that

Teeth that rot

And a mind that sputters in circles non stop

I TOLD YOU "NO" because you had more then a few chances

and now I come to learn that you realized you loved me only after I'd lost all hope

after you choked

and broke

down every inch of what I had so boldly dreamed

Hypocrite

I'm just shortening the words you called me

Inconsiderate

Bastard son with a long list of unchecked felonies

Whose suffered worse

and whose more to blame

I'll sit in my busted chair and suck back the shame

While you write another chapter about heart ache and pain

I live with very few regrets on this path I blaze

But showing you all I am will forever haunt my days