I feel sick to my stomach
Unable to move
These tired bones ache
With a desperate plea to be awoken
I want to wake up
I feel confused from everything
Unable to think
Not having that comforting certainty
Torn between how to think or feel
I want to wake up
I feel a hole in my heart
Unable to feel
The blood spilling internally
I want to find a way to patch this hole
I want to wake up
I feel im caught in a bad dream
Unable to awaken
My mind is a trap
It ensnares you and leaves you to fend
I need to wake up
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC
I feel sick to my stomach
Unable to move
These tired bones ache
With a desperate plea to be awoken
I want to wake up
I feel confused from everything
Unable to think
Not having that comforting certainty
Torn between how to think or feel
I want to wake up
I feel a hole in my heart
Unable to feel
The blood spilling internally
I want to find a way to patch this hole
I want to wake up
I feel im caught in a bad dream
Unable to awaken
My mind is a trap
It ensnares you and leaves you to fend
I need to wake up
