I don't know
If you know this, but,
I'm still living...
I'm still loving...
In the horror you created.
I don't know
If you know this, but,
I'm barely breathing...
I'm always sinking...
Because of the horror you created.
I don't know
If you know this, but,
I'm always flinching...
I'm always wishing...
Through the horror you created.
I don't know
Exactly why, but,
I still miss you sometimes...
I still want you sometimes...
YOU ARE READING
An Insomniacs Lullaby
PoetryIt's 3 AM and I can't sleep. There's too much on my mind, too many thoughts to keep.
