Good Riddance

Goodbye trouble...

Good Riddance to you...

Goodbye heartache...
There's No more hope here for you.

I forgot where I left the bullets
I promised myself from the start
stop my mind from thinking thoughts
And remembering memories,
Memories that I wish I could segregate
From my heart.


Stealing more than my spirit,
growing ugly under my skin,
you've become a bad taste in my mouth,
Roots that linger in too deep..
but your time here has grown thin.




Goodbye trouble...

Good Riddance to you...

Goodbye heartache...
There's No more hope here for you.

-C.M.