I was there
I was there and I felt
Your hands around my neck
Hands on my chest pushing me underwater
Tying me into the car and starting the gas
The hot poker
The bullet
The knife
I was there and I felt
Where is the air
Why isn’t my body working
Why can’t I get air
That overwhelming hunger for air
And then…
And then…
But I was there and I felt
The one person I was supposed to trust more than anyone in the world
And she abandoned me and spat my love back in my face
And I was there and I felt
The one person I never trusted
Even though everyone else said she was a saint
And she was a saint because of me
She was a saint for putting up with me
She was a saint…
…because the only person who would spend any…
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