No Cure, Pt. 2
Days shed from the calendar
As if it had any meaning
Seems the seasons just blended in
Into one gigantic feeling
No sleep for days
The obsession wanes
There is no way to reach her
And now my hope
No longer remains
There is no cure for this creature
Hope has run out and left me here
Left me alone with my failure
While the shadow of a former love
Mocks me while covered in blood
Autor(es): Nathan Shouse
