How many times have you closed your eyes and listened to the rain beating on your window?
Fell into a deep sleep and never wanted to wake up to reality
With a blank expression on every face
My angst ripped through the pages where
I fell asleep with a half empty pen by my side
Insecurities are hidden with the comforting words
"I love you" meaningless as the next "fuck you"
A broken staircase never seemed so inviting
Wherever I'm going I know I'm going down
It's still raining out And the drains are almost full
It's a reminder of all those times I wish we stayed behind locked doors Dead space is eating me alive from the inside out Leaving a gut sinking feeling Will I ever make this on my own?
