It's times like this,
When the seconds drag on,
And your silence,
Becomes unbearable,
That I think about the words,
What they mean,
What do they mean?
Maybe I shouldn't trust you,
So easily, so soon,
When it's still possible,
You're no different,
From anyone else,
But it seems,
I can't help myself

Nothing's quite clear,
The room spinning out of control,
Too much blood to the head,
So much to think about,
Everything is on my mind,
All at once,
His silence is too loud,
The ambulance, the hospital,
Death and illness,
Does he hate me?
Few of many thoughts,
That plague my mind,
When I should be sleeping,
But even in my dreams,
The find me somehow

When he stops speaking,
The emptiness overtakes me,
Hollowness grows within,
The room spins fast,
My mind fills with questions,
I write them in the starts,
Above me, above us,
Where's and why's and how's,
I throw them, silver,
Into the black empyrean

When my mind traces,
Back a thousand steps,
And I revisit old scars,
I wish he knew,
About my past,
But how can I,
Allow myself to be,
So vulnerable,
Even if I found the words,
I know he'll never understand,
Because nobody will feel the pain,
Like I do