I once lived through screams and fights,
through gripping horrors,
some dull knives,
and all that’s left of that dark night
is pillow talk – so bland and light.
My skin is broken,
heart is numb,
the scary monsters seem all dumb,
and all that’s left after the storm
is just my body, soul deformed.
After you cut through me so deep,
after I woke up from that sleep,
I figured out I need you more,
but you are gone, you closed the door.
After the rain that fell on me,
I cannot breathe, I cannot see.
Everything’s gone when you’re not here,
everything hurts when you’re not near.
My road is blurry, what the fuck?
I am so stuck…

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