This is a hard feeling to express
I want my lungs to compress in my chest
I need to get past this self immolation
And find a hold of my emotions

Your eyes are like a wave's peak and I can only hope that the ocean is half as deep.
This isn't the way I wanted for you to rob me of my sleep.
So I spend my nights looking into the ether , only hoping to catch a glimpse of you features.
You have made my bed and left a space, you've painted a portrait and left your face.