The day we met was like a hit and run.
You drove me crazy every time we touched.
Now I'm so broken that I can't get up.
All the time I wasted on you,
All the bullshit you put me through.
I checked into rehab cause everything that we had,
Didn’t mean a thing to you.
So here I am.
In between Hurricane and Harbor.
Waiting, just waiting to see where the current takes me.
I keep having this dream, every night.
But as the sun starts to show itself I wake up.
Will this dream ever end?
I feel like picking up my gun.
I feel like cocking it.
I feel like saying "God Ethan" and pulling the trigger.
But the thing is, is that I am numb.
I cannot feel.
The razor I once used doesn't bleed anymore.
My broken thoughts remain beyond repair.
So I try to find the cure for pain.
I graduate from High School in May.
I am moving to California soon after that.
I don't know what I am doing but I know it will come to me.
I plan on attending a local Community College and then going to a University.
I have yet to know what I am going to study.
I will be transfering from Safeway, my work, to Vons; same owner.
I will be going into the Army reserve also.
I hope to start over.
I hope to find a place where nobody has ever heard of me.
I hope to spend the rest of my life with Her.
Because I am a pirate, and she is a princess.
