The things you Said

You know how it feels to wake a cold night, lonely and you can't hold me
The things you told me, It hurts, it's geting worse, I curse at this earth
About to reach my breaking point, closing in to the hearse
Sitting reminiscing holding out for this verse
I'm not far sighted, I can't see things from beyond this place
It's this face, I'm running this race and it's just not ending
The ink running from my body is the only thing leaving a trace
It's such a disgrace, Maybe I'm not mean't for love or appreciation
They say there's someone out there for everyone, but I don't feel the recognition
Life's not a recreation, we say things or do things, screw up things
It's these feelings, these emotions, these words that never seem to end
I grab my pants and scream at God for these angels of mercy he sent
"Love is out there" I wounder what they mean't
I'm losing it all, especially my mind and losing this rhyme
It makes me feel weak, I'm hoping its not my time
If this is karma, then I'm sorry for all my crimes
It's these lines, they never seem to be complete
So I keep on writing, I want this to fall on someone and be a good read
It's this heat, never seems to turn colder, but it's all getting older
And by the time I'm dead, the blood gushing from all over my bed
It's just these things you said.