The Blues

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It ain't nothing, but a bad case of the blues.

Submitted: April 21, 2016

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Submitted: April 21, 2016

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I lie, face down,

On a bed,

That’s not even mine.

 

I’m tired, as fuck.

I haven’t slept,

In, a week.

 

I don’t, move all day.

I just, listen to the

Pitter patter, of the

Raindrops on my window.

 

And if, you ask me

What’s gone wrong.

I’ll say,

Oh, it’s nothing.

Just a case of

The Blues.

 

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

I just caught a bad cause of

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

 

Staring, out my window,

Watching, the rain, fall

Down from the sky.

The sound, that, it makes,

Is so, intoxicating.

 

I can’t, I can’t, breathe.

I can’t, I can’t, breathe.

I forgot that, I can’t

Breathe, Underwater.

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.

 

And if, you ask me

What’s gone wrong.

I’ll say,

Oh, it’s nothing.

Just a case of

The Blues.

 

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

I just caught a bad cause of

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

 

Again, Again, Again.

Please, Hurt me.

Again. And Again.

Please.

Why don’t you

Listen to me?

Hurt me, like,

I’m asking you to.

 

Shotgun blast my heart,

Into a million pieces.

Slash at my wrists.

Make sure that you

Hit a vein this time.

 

Hurt me, again.

And again. And again.

 

And if, you ask me

What’s gone wrong.

I’ll say,

Oh, it’s nothing.

Just a case of

The Blues.

 

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

I just caught a bad cause of

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

 

I play, the same sad songs

Over and over again.

And again. And again.

On repeat forever,

Like a soundtrack,

Of, my life.

 

I need, you.

When you’re away,

I cry, I cry, I cry.

But, you don’t seem,

To need me.

As much as,

I need, you.

 

Where did I, go wrong?

Or did I, ever go wrong, at all?

Did, I hurt, you?

Did I say something wrong?

Did I, fuck it, all up again?

 

And if, you ask me

What’s gone wrong.

I’ll say,

Oh, it’s nothing.

Just a case of

The Blues.

 

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

I just caught a bad cause of

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

 

What, do you, think of me?

Do you still, like me

The same way?

Would you, love me

The same way

That, I could, love you?

 

Please. Stay.

Don’t go.

Dont. Go.

Don’t leave, me,

All alone, again.

Again. Again.

Or, at least,

Don’t go,

Without

Saying goodbye.

 

Don’t go,

Please,

Don’t, go.

Don’t go.

Don’t go.

 

I love you,

So much.

I need, you,

To breathe.

Please. Won’t

You,

Love me too?

 

Please. Stay,

Here, with me.

Don’t go.

Don’t go.

I don’t, wanna be

All alone, again.

Again. Again.

Please.

Don’t go.

Don’t go..

Don’t go...

Don’t go…..

 

And if, you ask me

What’s gone wrong.

I’ll say,

Oh, it’s nothing.

Just a case of

The Blues.

 

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.

I just caught a bad cause of

The Blues, The Blues, The Blues.



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