Apr 2016
My nerves keep me from sleeping
I wish I weren't alone.
The house is creaking
My mind keeps thinking
How will I go on?
I know I must sleep
But I'm afraid to wake
Afraid to face what's ahead
Even if it's for my benefit.
This bed is empty
My heart grieves for one I do not know
Maybe if you were here
This house would feel like home.
I wish I weren't alone.
The house is creaking
My mind keeps thinking
How will I go on?
I know I must sleep
But I'm afraid to wake
Afraid to face what's ahead
Even if it's for my benefit.
This bed is empty
My heart grieves for one I do not know
Maybe if you were here
This house would feel like home.
I recently found this one I wrote in December, and at the end I added, "What are these words even"
I couldn't tell if it was part of it or just my reaction after.
I couldn't tell if it was part of it or just my reaction after.
