It is late at night again,
And you're on my mind.
A habit I've been meaning to break since then
And yet, every night this is how I find
Myself, locked in a windowless cage
Looking dazed and disengaged,
Seemingly turning blind
To ignore the key beside me
That frees me from my bounds,
From my deepest wounds,
Stopping myself to be consumed.
All of that with just a little key.
And yet again,
This is how I find myself,
Trapped in an endless cycle of you;
It is late at night
And you're on my mind.
Again and again and again.
—a.c
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 4:49 AM UTC
It is late at night again,
And you're on my mind.
A habit I've been meaning to break since then
And yet, every night this is how I find
Myself, locked in a windowless cage
Looking dazed and disengaged,
Seemingly turning blind
To ignore the key beside me
That frees me from my bounds,
From my deepest wounds,
Stopping myself to be consumed.
All of that with just a little key.
And yet again,
This is how I find myself,
Trapped in an endless cycle of you;
It is late at night
And you're on my mind.
Again and again and again.
—a.c
