Sometimes I still wake up at night.
To my mid-day terrors.
And my room always feels empty.
My eyes fall off back into time.
I'd always hear you say
That we'd be better off
But who are you to say so
When you're not here anymore.
And I wake up in the after glow
Of the sun from my midnight terrors
This place is just too much for me.
I'd rather not stop to look and see.
And I remember that you'd always say
Nothing would last that long
But how could you tell me that
When you've been gone for far too long.
When I dive back to the sea of dreams
I close my eyes and can't help but think
You were right all along
But I can't tell you that anymore.
And yet as I drift off into the evening sky
Your voice is still as clear as it was that time.
And I wish that I could have this back
Your kind words and the hope you'd bring.
And all the parts I lost that you took from me.
-Persephone
Apr 28, 2022
Apr 28, 2022 at 8:05 AM UTC
Sometimes I still wake up at night.
To my mid-day terrors.
And my room always feels empty.
My eyes fall off back into time.
I'd always hear you say
That we'd be better off
But who are you to say so
When you're not here anymore.
And I wake up in the after glow
Of the sun from my midnight terrors
This place is just too much for me.
I'd rather not stop to look and see.
And I remember that you'd always say
Nothing would last that long
But how could you tell me that
When you've been gone for far too long.
When I dive back to the sea of dreams
I close my eyes and can't help but think
You were right all along
But I can't tell you that anymore.
And yet as I drift off into the evening sky
Your voice is still as clear as it was that time.
And I wish that I could have this back
Your kind words and the hope you'd bring.
And all the parts I lost that you took from me.
-Persephone
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