There's a pit in my stomach
the knots twist and turn
as I think of that day
was it raining? was it wet?
I don't remember, I cried so much
I want to throw up
To get this pain out of my gut
my head swims and my eyes swell up
my neck feels smaller
chocked, suffocated, like hers.
Take the rope off, let us breathe!
It's so painful, so sad
To remember that day. To think of each moment.
No more hospitals? No more visits?
Undo your collar, its choking, its too small.
Why are you so sad?
Why did you do it?
What can I do to make you stay?