you haven’t been sleeping enough,
I see your eyes flickering in the dark
the bed has been nothing but rough
the visions of her won't stop
the stars have dimmed you say,
replaced with a deafening gray
a sorrowful sight it was
wishful that the ocean will calm for you,
but the storm is pushing through,
it’s deep and there’s nowhere to go,
an armada of emotions sinking painfully slow
no one to turn to
her words cloud the sea
never again become blue
how will you flee?
the waves does not allow you to sail through
no lull in the night
a squall behind you
a searing pain
ensues
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
you haven’t been sleeping enough,
I see your eyes flickering in the dark
the bed has been nothing but rough
the visions of her won't stop
the stars have dimmed you say,
replaced with a deafening gray
a sorrowful sight it was
wishful that the ocean will calm for you,
but the storm is pushing through,
it’s deep and there’s nowhere to go,
an armada of emotions sinking painfully slow
no one to turn to
her words cloud the sea
never again become blue
how will you flee?
the waves does not allow you to sail through
no lull in the night
a squall behind you
a searing pain
ensues
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