The stranger is here tonight
my bedsheets feel wet
Sticking to my face
The darkness consumes me
I dont feel anything
Not even as those dammed tears softly caress my face
I know they arent mine
My heart is empty
And I lay still
Even while they drown me.
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
The stranger is here tonight
my bedsheets feel wet
Sticking to my face
The darkness consumes me
I dont feel anything
Not even as those dammed tears softly caress my face
I know they arent mine
My heart is empty
And I lay still
Even while they drown me.
