Let my arms be your cradle.

If not my arms, my words,

cause they can be heard, saved for later.

Broken hearts and empty promises.

Eyes closed, minds tore wide open.

Hopes up, and I'm thrown down.

You left me again, without a ******* sound.

Every night before I sleep, it's the same routine,
I lay here with thoughts thinking what they all mean.
I think about you and the memories are haunting,
and then I think of us and I feel like i'm taunted.
Tonight i'm thinking of changing that as I lay in my bed,
i'll close my eyes, bang bang, I'm dead.
The memories are like dreams not so easily forgotten,
I think of some memories as nightmares i've fought.
Im distraught cause I don't want to cry, I wish you'd come back.
I love you so much, and my mind seems to lack,
in having a longing in the idea of another.
I'm still mourning over my twin flame that I smothered.