I laid lifeless on my white sheets.
My head spinning, dancing to a beat.
I stare at the ceiling of darkness, completely black.
Wondering how my life got so out of whack.
My lungs heavy from so much smoke.
Re-playing the promises you once spoke.
I don't want to be alone, so please, I beg.
Pick up the phone.
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
I laid lifeless on my white sheets.
My head spinning, dancing to a beat.
I stare at the ceiling of darkness, completely black.
Wondering how my life got so out of whack.
My lungs heavy from so much smoke.
Re-playing the promises you once spoke.
I don't want to be alone, so please, I beg.
Pick up the phone.
