How appropriate the title of that song is. I sit here after a run that drains the life from me. I acheived the 10 minute mile last week, hooray for me, but running at 6 miles an hour is insane. Sometimes I feel like my heart is going to explode or my lungs are going to collapse. All this for a girl, a girl who can't even kiss me with passion. I get love poured through a middle school filter. Pathetic pecks and cuddling. All I ask for is pleasure, all I get is pain. I'm a heavy guy, but even after losing 50lbs. for her still nothing. I endure all this, and I find myself questioning why? What major changes is she enduring, what pain does she go through for my love? I am undeserving of her? What makes her deserving of all my sacrafice? I have given up my family, my life, and am changing my self all for her and she can't bring herself to have sex? She is the one saying I'm inadequate, I have to kill myself on a treadmill. All I ask for is pleasure. What the fuck is the deal?
Now I have no weed, withdrawal being complete my mind is overflowed with darkness. Horrible thoughts fill my mind, when will this pain come to an end?