I wasn't ready
I didn't want it to end
But isn't that what anyone would say
After their own apocalypse?
I knew it was coming
So why didn't I do something?
It was like the little boy
Who cried wolf
Except there is no
Little boy Or Wolf
Just you and me
And you went your own way
So now I'm here
Broke in love
I was gambling
I thought it was a good risk
Silly me,
I bet it all
I gave you all I had
And now I'm left with none
Nothing
I feel empty
Like I'm hollow
Dying on the inside
Every second I'm alone
I'm one second closer to dying
Because now, thanks to you,
I am my own poison
I cry all night
Telling myself things
No one should ever hear
Destroying myself
Burning brighter than the sun
Only to burn out and ruin it all
To become a monster
After something thought beautiful
I never wanted to lose you
No, not yet
But you left me
So now here I am
Laying here alone
Literally shivering in fear
Crying silently in the night
And all because
I wasn't ready
I didn't want it to end
But isn't that what anyone would say
After their own apocalypse?
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 4:48 AM UTC
I wasn't ready
I didn't want it to end
But isn't that what anyone would say
After their own apocalypse?
I knew it was coming
So why didn't I do something?
It was like the little boy
Who cried wolf
Except there is no
Little boy Or Wolf
Just you and me
And you went your own way
So now I'm here
Broke in love
I was gambling
I thought it was a good risk
Silly me,
I bet it all
I gave you all I had
And now I'm left with none
Nothing
I feel empty
Like I'm hollow
Dying on the inside
Every second I'm alone
I'm one second closer to dying
Because now, thanks to you,
I am my own poison
I cry all night
Telling myself things
No one should ever hear
Destroying myself
Burning brighter than the sun
Only to burn out and ruin it all
To become a monster
After something thought beautiful
I never wanted to lose you
No, not yet
But you left me
So now here I am
Laying here alone
Literally shivering in fear
Crying silently in the night
And all because
I wasn't ready
I didn't want it to end
But isn't that what anyone would say
After their own apocalypse?
Is it crazy? That I still want you? Even after feeling like this?
