With eyes glazed
I think of you
Emotions inside raised
Tears dried in corners
Head pounding like a drum
I ache to move forwards
Heart snagged on a pinhead
Unable to love again
Wishing you were here in my bed
This is not my home
My place in this crazy world is with you
I would go wherever you may roam.
Feb 26, 2021
Feb 26, 2021 at 3:44 PM UTC
With eyes glazed
I think of you
Emotions inside raised
Tears dried in corners
Head pounding like a drum
I ache to move forwards
Heart snagged on a pinhead
Unable to love again
Wishing you were here in my bed
This is not my home
My place in this crazy world is with you
I would go wherever you may roam.
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