I wake up without you
Lying away from me won't solve your problems
Not even on your cold asphalt bed
Your mechanical graveyard covers twisted tight around you
Rain rinses your wounds
The blood is washed away
A river flowing into my room
I don't recognize you, sitting in the corner
Watch my chest heave with silent sobs
Picturing your gnarled face
I don't sleep
I go to bed with you still gone
Jan 24, 2024
Jan 24, 2024 at 10:40 PM UTC
I wake up without you
Lying away from me won't solve your problems
Not even on your cold asphalt bed
Your mechanical graveyard covers twisted tight around you
Rain rinses your wounds
The blood is washed away
A river flowing into my room
I don't recognize you, sitting in the corner
Watch my chest heave with silent sobs
Picturing your gnarled face
I don't sleep
I go to bed with you still gone
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