waiting....

hours go by.

it took a hole in me 

leaving me empty, cold and mourning.

as it eats me up

leaving me with nothing but burning lungs and a broken heart.

smoking, drinking as a voice in my head told me

"i'll take you in chunks and pieces"

baby girl from lala land

said everything is ment to be

maybe not in the way you think

its up to you, 

its up to me

hours go by