The days each filled with emptiness,
and that was all I got.
I locked myself away and hid,
then my heart began to rot.
I thought I'd clear away the dark
If I kept my mind racing.
So I filled my head with thoughts of others
And built up a strong casing.
When these things each fell away,
The darkness did come back.
And now I spend each night, here feeling
Like this is a heart attack.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 10:44 PM UTC
The days each filled with emptiness,
and that was all I got.
I locked myself away and hid,
then my heart began to rot.
I thought I'd clear away the dark
If I kept my mind racing.
So I filled my head with thoughts of others
And built up a strong casing.
When these things each fell away,
The darkness did come back.
And now I spend each night, here feeling
Like this is a heart attack.
