I am burnt down to the wick
I am smothering in the ashes
of all the time lost waiting on you
I never thought I was afraid
of the dark, lost places
but I have to confess
this silence is unbearable
I am alone.
I can feel the weight of isolation
eating holes in my skin
I am ruined
mutilated by your indecision
Who will ever love me now?
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC
I am burnt down to the wick
I am smothering in the ashes
of all the time lost waiting on you
I never thought I was afraid
of the dark, lost places
but I have to confess
this silence is unbearable
I am alone.
I can feel the weight of isolation
eating holes in my skin
I am ruined
mutilated by your indecision
Who will ever love me now?
