I find myself spending hours in the shower
Cold, frigid, numb
My fingertips all wrinkled and soft
My heartbeat louder than a drum

I find myself staring at blank spaces
Tired, alone, resigned
My eyes bloodshot and red
Wishing I had been better than just fine

I find myself on rooftops
Angry, confused, shattered
My mind racing with thoughts and wine
Stars not unlike your eyes reminding me of my hurt