.
'From the moment I get up
to the moment I get back into the confines of my
bed,
My mind is avoiding the inevitable and that's why the begining of the night is always the hardest
And then is when you become the war raging in my mind
The lump in my throat
The tears threatening to break through this **** holding it together
The unequivocal deep rooted sadness buried here in my heart and soul
And the loss that fires through every synapse in my mind
And so I reach out to touch your hand and fall asleep with the ghost of your fingers intertwined
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
.
'From the moment I get up
to the moment I get back into the confines of my
bed,
My mind is avoiding the inevitable and that's why the begining of the night is always the hardest
And then is when you become the war raging in my mind
The lump in my throat
The tears threatening to break through this **** holding it together
The unequivocal deep rooted sadness buried here in my heart and soul
And the loss that fires through every synapse in my mind
And so I reach out to touch your hand and fall asleep with the ghost of your fingers intertwined
