My eyes trace the patterns on the ceilings.
The night is quiet.
I'm alone and unsure on when I'll be fading.
Your words left knotted, I'm trying to untie it.

Countless calls left unanswered,
Like fuel to my sleepless mind.
Eyes drip cries unheard.
While you sleep gently blind.

My mind races while the night sky blazes.
Dreams take you under and I cant help but wonder:
If you could slip away so easily knowing I can't bare to breathe,
Would your words take a lighter tone?
Would you stay with me on the phone?

The patterns on my ceiling are engraved in my mind.
My digital clock teasing me with minutes drifting by.
The moon casts a glow that is so sublime,
I almost forget the quiet passing of time.

Minutes and seconds vanish from me. And all that is left is for me to be
Beautifully destroyed by your lack compassion.
Sinking and screaming in a quiet fashion.