Longing to feel deaths cold embrace.
I miss the days of a pure smile on my face.
So I guess now I’m just counting the days.
But I can’t help but want to get out of this place.
No friendly faces far or near.
I miss the running of tears.
How does everything keep changing.
It’s not something I can find myself embracing.
So why does my mind continue to keep racing?
It’s everyone else’s time I’m wasting.
What is this bitter feeling that keeps chasing me.
I feel undeserving of love, is there a key?