I’m tied to a rock at the bottom of the pier, sitting here waiting, thinking.
“Do I wait until my lungs break? Or, do I take the deepest breath I’ll ever have to take?”
She stands up, leans over the edge looking for a sign of my departure.
No air rises, no body floats to the top, she walks away slowly dragging her feet behind her.
My body washes up about ten days later.
A young fat kid finds me, then calls for his mother.
The fish got a hold of me, and this is how they found me.
He’ll be having nightmares till he’s 23.
I am dead. I am gone. Unwanted, unloved, I am gone.
“Do I wait until my lungs break? Or, do I take the deepest breath I’ll ever have to take?”
She stands up, leans over the edge looking for a sign of my departure.
No air rises, no body floats to the top, she walks away slowly dragging her feet behind her.
My body washes up about ten days later.
A young fat kid finds me, then calls for his mother.
The fish got a hold of me, and this is how they found me.
He’ll be having nightmares till he’s 23.
I am dead. I am gone. Unwanted, unloved, I am gone.
Lyrics submitted by maxtodon
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