I wish I were home That way I could be alone In my bed fit for one And no bigger, rather Just as I left it It is only for me
I wish I were home So I could not think about my mom And how she doesn’t know Her daughter is dying
I wish I were home And I wouldn’t hear my roommate’s clothes slide off From man hands that will never in this life Reach to me
He is across the room in the bed next to me And the four, 12-inch tiles between are a universe And he does not see me He does not know I am listening And I hear what he’s doing and I’m crying— Because I know, now She is something I will never be
This is something I’ll never have Just me and my bed So much bigger than my one at home How long do I sit here pretending I’m sleeping?
How long do I stay as the lives around me are collapsing? How long do I keep trying?
Do I dare tell him, now In this dark he cannot see me That the sound of your tongue on her body Makes me want to scream Makes me want to throw myself up at the ceiling Makes me want to leave
In my own room In my own bed It is only for me
And, God, I wish I were home And I wish I were an angel And I wish I were Calypso And I wish he loved me, So I wouldn’t have to lay here so quietly
But it’s never hit me harder than tonight, That I am the dark tunnel That drowns out the light
The people here don’t know who I am They don’t know what I’ve been, What I’ve done They don’t know I can remember every single one
One of the times I felt dark Had to do with feeling like I’m sinking and dying And this is now The worst night of my life And I’m crying
This darkness is ruining me It is grabbing me and subduing me And I am going out like they do in movies And the song is the sound of Him ******* my roommate
And I wish, God, I wish I wish I were home That way I could be alone In my bed fit for one What a love story it is ******* the left gets fingered And ******* the right writes a poem
And she will be alone for the record She’s got them beat and she knows it And the sleep medicine only has her more awake for the moment
And I hope you ******* liked it I hope you had to grip the sheets so tightly And I hope you had screamed so I could have pretended it was me And I hope he’s gone by the time I wake up So I don’t have to remember it And I hope you’re gone And I’m gone And I know that soon I will be Because this life is as unexciting and unfulfilling as can be
And I know, love, I’m stunning
I hear the fireworks break right next to me And I don’t need you to think— Because you’re not the one who will die from drowning And you’re not the one who will feel so lonely Who will feel like her favorite poet Who suffocated herself with gas from an oven
And I can feel the heat And it’s burning, I can tell In pain you see angels and I go through hell
But it’s never hit me harder than tonight, And I’m sinking And it’s dark again I’m hearing singing and I know I’m going— And good God, this life