The cold northern skies are empty
As empty as my chest
I know you’re there
Yet when I bleed you won’t hold me
If I run you won’t stop me
Am I that selfish?
Or is it just you not caring about me?
Maybe it is both
How am I to know when you lock me out?
Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
The cold northern skies are empty
As empty as my chest
I know you’re there
Yet when I bleed you won’t hold me
If I run you won’t stop me
Am I that selfish?
Or is it just you not caring about me?
Maybe it is both
How am I to know when you lock me out?
