Six

I wish I was free of this I see her in my dreams Wish that she wasn't there But she still haunts me as I Still feel her breath on me Still want to taste her skin But I know that would kill me No! Damn her; still, I choke on her lies Still reeling from her last caress, her goodbye Oh, how this sickens me This wretched fools' affair I can't erase this from me And now it permeates And every thought I feel The anger writhes in my soul No! Damn her; still, I feel my stomach turn Choke back; hold my head high—I'm strong No! Damn her; still, I choke on her lies Not reeling; I'm strong I wish I was free of this