With my weary feet, still I trudge chastised soul still wanders broken heart still thumping Because of a tomorrow yet to be lived. A brighter day where all my agony becomes nothing but memories Where the sunshine doesn't keep me locked in And dusk, the only time I roam the streets. Ironically I yearn for a brighter day, yet the darkness seems to be my only abode.
Melancholy knocks on my door, tells me he wants to visit He slithers in whether I turn my door **** or not. Loneliness—the visitor that never leaves On my grey couch he sits I could've befriended thee, but he never talks back. Then at nightfall, I await the terror that'll befall me in my slumber Supplications I mumble just before I shut my eyes do me no good. Dark shadows that lurk in my room kept me company Wish I could say I enjoy their presence But, fear was a distraction from the overwhelming loneliness I've had to endure. So many days I've lived, but my tomorrow hasn't been lived.
I don't want to believe in this thing that we call love anymore. I don't want to believe that somebody is made for me. I want to believe in me and in my future. I want to believe that I can destroy myself and fix myself alone. I want to believe that I need nobody to live.
But the reality always hit me at night. I feel alone at midnight. In this bed without your perfume. I feel alone even surrounded. I miss you in my life.
I have to erase you to move forward, forget you to grow. You will never come back and I don't want to crawl back to you again.
knowing that i left you would you ever take me back? despite the unfinished memories and towered building blocks? if you knew i'd disappear would you never say those words? would you cut me off our strings would you never fall in love? would you never fall for me?