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Goodnight;
Parker told me I was okay. People feel this way. She told me it will eventually go away, and someday I'll feel sane. She said we'd take pictures. And feel happy, looking gracious. I smiled because Parker gave me hope. Parker held my hand and told me to lock the doors because she saw the voices coming back for me.
She sang me to sleep and hushed my fears. Parker was fighting for me. But she had this voices too, she just never seemed to care. And Parker was getting lonely, I saw it when she washed her hair. Her smile never reached her eye, Then Parker began to cry.
Parker felt everything I was feeling. Parker is cold now, pale and not breathing. I counted numbers while she was bleeding. I should have been her healing. I felt okay because Parker was my reason.
Goodnight;
Parker told me i was okay. People feel this way. She told me it will eventually go away, And someday i'll feel sane. She said we'd take pictures, And feel happy, looking gracious, I smiled because Parker gave me hope. But now she's gone and I'm hooked on dope. I don't know if I can cope.
