i spend my time in the dark of my room
listening to the rain collect on the leaves outside my window
the doors stay locked
my heart remains a wound
should i find the time to release my fear
may the sun shine through my window
if i found a way to create the energy i need
i fear i may explode
all too often the ones that feed us are the ones we lose too soon
i search for an everlasting light, shone through the darkest depths of my mind
my eyes are tattered with glimpses of implosion
the deepest trenches of my mind are where we fall
i can't stand up and face your walls
as short as they may be
i look into the night from the edge of my window
i've seen the stars explode
should i be freed from the echoing refrains in my brain
may the longest night turn into the brightest day
if i found a way to create the energy i need
i fear i may explode
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 1:44 AM UTC
i spend my time in the dark of my room
listening to the rain collect on the leaves outside my window
the doors stay locked
my heart remains a wound
should i find the time to release my fear
may the sun shine through my window
if i found a way to create the energy i need
i fear i may explode
all too often the ones that feed us are the ones we lose too soon
i search for an everlasting light, shone through the darkest depths of my mind
my eyes are tattered with glimpses of implosion
the deepest trenches of my mind are where we fall
i can't stand up and face your walls
as short as they may be
i look into the night from the edge of my window
i've seen the stars explode
should i be freed from the echoing refrains in my brain
may the longest night turn into the brightest day
if i found a way to create the energy i need
i fear i may explode
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