By Three Doors Down, 2004.
“I’m over there…and tired of living n the dark;
can anyone see me down here?
The feeling’s gone…nothing left to lift me up;
back into the world I know…”
(my all-time favorite song by my all-time favorite band Seether, released in 2000)
I feel the dream in me expire, and there’s no one left to blame it on…
I hear you label me a “liar” ’cause I can’t seem to get this through…
they say it’s over, I can sigh again – yeah…
why try to stay sober when I’m dyin’ here…?
“You breath…and then you stop,
I breathed…and dried you off…”
It’s no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy…
’cause every now and then, I kick the living shit outta me…
the smoke alarm is going off and there’s a cigarette – still burning…
Please tell me why –
the car is in the front yard, and I –
am sleeping with my clothes on –
I came in through the window, last night…
and you’re gone…gone.
” All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey
I’ve been for a walk on winter day…
If I didn’t tell her, I could leave today…
California dreamin’ on such a Winter’s Day.”
“Love hurts, but sometimes it’s a good hurt
and it feels like I’m alive….”
Welcome. I am Lawrence Rodriguez. Here is a collection of my writing, some of which, I hope, will be included in a future book.
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