Telephone To The Dead

It's like I got a telephone to the dead,
Cuz your just memories and a voice in my head,
So much left unmended so much damage said,
D*mn it why didn't we cuddle and hold hands instead,
I can't stand it, How the h€ll did you land in this mess,
I keep reexamining it, how can it be,
I gotta manage another panic repressed,
I can't sleep, the regret is beginning to manifest,
I'm blowed out I need a few cans ta rest,
How can I understand it, incarcerated till death,
What was you thinking who was you trying to impress,
LIFE, that's the rest of our time left ,
Now every moment gotta be timeless,
So why do we find us,
B*t*ching like yesterday still ain't behind us,
The calls are all going wrong, the pause is just too long,
The loss was just too drawn, guess Josh is just too gone,
He watched as you just moved on,
This imposter is just too strong,
I'm lost and to afraid to roam, wants cleansed but too afraid to jones,
Needs reality but too afraid to cope,
I'm drowning, don't know how to stay a float,
Only if I had them to hold but out a range of both,
I suppose I excepted I'm meant to be alone,
Too much invested without you it can never be home,
Lord why you let the devil take that part of my heart from me,
ever since she's been apart from me, I can hardly breath,
The pain is starting to seep, at work holding the tears back,
I reminisce and peer back, rarely did we hear laughs,
So why am I so affected why can't I steer past,
Cought up in every other second, cherishing what we could a had,
How'd we get so blinded, God please can we get a year back,
Cuz tomorrow I fear that, today's change came in a mere flash,
But I can finally see it's a clear path, so Father I ask, heal the wounds of our past, allow us to unbundled this cluster,
Turn the blackness to color, and the sadness and wonder,
Into happiness and comfort