My mom told me
That things don't hurt as bad
When you close your eyes.
So when I'm awake
At 3:28am
I close my eyes,
Listen to that song,
The one that sounds
Like your heart beat,
And try to let
the pain dissolve.
Two Thursdays ago,
When I put that phone
To my ear
And it echoed through
My body
That you were better off
Without me,
I felt my soul
Intertwine with emptiness.
And I have to wonder,
Were your eyes closed when you said it,
So it wouldn't hurt as bad?
Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
My mom told me
That things don't hurt as bad
When you close your eyes.
So when I'm awake
At 3:28am
I close my eyes,
Listen to that song,
The one that sounds
Like your heart beat,
And try to let
the pain dissolve.
Two Thursdays ago,
When I put that phone
To my ear
And it echoed through
My body
That you were better off
Without me,
I felt my soul
Intertwine with emptiness.
And I have to wonder,
Were your eyes closed when you said it,
So it wouldn't hurt as bad?
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