1:30AM
Am I alive? Or just breathing?
But still my heart keeps beating.
Fractured knuckles with these concrete walls.
My love, what about my phone calls?
You've become so heartless,
And I've learned to use my heart less.
The more I drink, the more I think.
Your lies and deceits were my everything.
And there might be some denials,
You're still the reason behind all those smiles.
I thought emotions could be handled,
Never thought that my walls have been dismantled.
[R.V]
