The weight of the dark presses in
Like fingers around my throat
Stealing the warmth from my body
Leaving only a barren wasteland
Choking nights that make me long
For all that I erased
For the pictures and the memories
That I cast away as you did me
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
The weight of the dark presses in
Like fingers around my throat
Stealing the warmth from my body
Leaving only a barren wasteland
Choking nights that make me long
For all that I erased
For the pictures and the memories
That I cast away as you did me
