By laurel ahlfeld drama_queen_ja@hotmail.com
Date: 13 July 2000
Convenience
The taste of you still liners near
I try to cleanse the flavore
But deep inside you still are here
A presence that does not waver
My stomach churns in pure disgust
For the grotesque deeds I've done
Escaping from you is a must
But I can neither hide or run
My skin still crawls from your touch
And smells of your cheap cologne
I showered for hours to wash you off
But you're near when I'm alone
My body aches; bruised and pained
Though the fault is probably my own
Somehow the words were kept retained
When I tried to tell you no
The one thing that gets me most
Ist the overwhelming guilt
Of how I let you use your forse
To break the pride for myself I'd built
Constant regret is on my mind
I am ashamed for what I did
Tell me there is an amount of time
When all this pain I can rid
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