Leaving Stories

New York, it's time for me to roll over and claim defeatYou've made a hollow broken shell of a man out of meyou've collapsed my lungs, you've cracked my nervesyou've stolen my innocence, you've murdered a childNew York, I'm tired of your $4.15 a gallonyour $10.15 cigarettesyour barbaric police force, your medieval rulesyour traffic and accidents and constant constructionyour overpriced tolls movie tickets food and alcohol...

Life, she laughs at me, especially tonight as I sit at my computer. The machine is a heap of shit. The keys are sticky with age; the keyboard is stained and the space button is missing. Instead of a large friendly space bar, all I have is a small plastic sensor. I've been training my fingers to touch with fair accuracy. I believe that if you don’t make your decisions then nobody will make them for you. It's better to over...

I wish I knew you still. I feel so disconnected. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.Is it nice where you are? I do so hope it is. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I have much time to wait. I really do not mind it much. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I wish I knew what was there. I hope you are well. I know where you have gone. I know it is far from here.I h...

I was in love with you,You stayed distant.I tried to get over you,Then you pushed me away.I packed my bags To leave.No use on loving someoneWho doesn't love me back.You sweet talk meInto coming back.I do, only to returnTo the cycle I wantedTo break badly.I pack my bags again,Something keeps me from leaving.Unappreciated,Unloved,Unfulfilled,Unsatisfied.I should've leftWhen I had the chance.