A repressed memory makes itself known
I had buried it deep within because in pain it did grow
Nurtured by misery and strengthened with my tears
Of the loss of the one that I loved dear
My mended heart is starting to unravel
It's like being hit in the face with a fist full of gravel
Like a sickness in my stomach that tears my soul
Ripping apart everything I had left to hold
I should have been there when you needed me most
But now I'm haunted by your restless ghost
That night you left with a smile on your face
But quickly that memory would be replaced
I heard the sirens, then the screams of our friends
I did not know that this night your life would come to an end
What if I had done this, what if I had done that
So many times I've asked this but there's no going back
It should've been me, I wish I could take your place
Instead of having to remember that last smile upon your face