Thursday, October 20, 2011

Running Away


The worst pain is the pain you feel deep down inside,
You can run all you want but you can never hide,
Feeling like you’ll never be good enough,
And dealing with yourself and your life has never been this tough,
Wanting him to choose you just this once over her,
Wishing to go back to what at one time you were,
Hoping just once, you’ll fall in love again,
But that seems to be one game you know you’re never going to win,
Come home to a mother who’s hurting all her own,
Screaming arguments and hatred in her tone,
Feeling as if you only have the person you hold somewhere deep inside,
Filling your pillow with cold tears as each night you cried,
Coming home to disarray, leaving to forget,
Trying to replace your sorrows with another guilty hit,
Run away to this paradise you’ve built inside your soul,
Looking for something you’ll never have again, to fill this empty hole,

I watch from a distance as you wave goodbye,
You tell me that you’ll be back but you never could tell a lie,
Watch my best friend walk right out of my life,
All for a love he doesn’t deserve and a new kind of strife,
Hoping he’s happy because he just broke my heart,
Love was supposed to bring people together, not move them farther apart,
Life has a funny way of changing people you once knew,
Leaving you empty to know you never really had anyone but you,
Living in disarray, constantly looking for ways to forget,
Only fantasizing about the feeling as the joint is rolled and lit,
Run away to this paradise you’ve built inside your soul,
Thinking the answers to all your problems lay lit inside your bowl,
Looking into your future, you see nothing but doubt,
Trying to ignore your mistakes, attempting to block them out,
Knowing that if you hadn’t given up you could have been something great,
Not knowing what to do with a decision that somehow sealed your fate,

Running from responsibility, not wanting to grow up anymore,
Wishing to run away, curl up and lock the door,
Hiding from the world that’s brought you so much pain,
Feeling as if it’s useless and humiliation is all you have to gain,
Walk through the door as a million faces cloud your vision,
Plastic cups filled with Vodka and broken hearts to make the decisions,
Wake up to no memory of the sin you committed once more,
Can’t just clean this up like the drunken messes on the floor,
You need just one thing that takes all the pain away,
Been looking for a while but you could never get your way,
Living my life in disarray, doing anything to forget,
Stumbling on the ground before I realize the Vodka just hit,
Run away to this paradise you’ve built inside your soul,
Hopefully one day you’ll wake up and stop your feet where they are, because nothing’s ever solved with cheap Vodka or a bowl.

<3 Webster