I laid shirtless on the bed for hours, there was no form of release. I traced the veins on my arms, wondering if they carried a disease.
To my heart, that would drive you away so soon. They say loves a fragile thing, it fades out so quickly. Who's to say what love is & what's not. You were the lamp shade to my nightlight, keeping it out of my eyes. So I could sleep at night. I feel my heart being dragged back into the undertow of this ocean I call home.