I can feel it's arm curling around my guts
I don't quite know what it is,
It revolves around inside and cuts.
It's hand has it's hold around my waist.
Who are you may I ask?
I say into the deep beyond,
But there's no reply.
In my throat it boils.
In my heart it stings.
In my brain it burns,
It burns with a fiery hot passion.
My body aches from housing this.
I want to sleep,
But you keep me awake.
I want to be me.
I want to have a life.
I want to sleep.
I want to sleep.
I want to sleep.
I want one night without laying in bed till two am.
Good dreams have been a very distant friend,
They only come around to see me for a bit.
You've made it out to be me,
They all think it's me.
I think it's me.
You've never let me grip you,
quite the way you grip me.
I miss you every time,
But you,
You always hold on tight.
I love you the way I love the night,
slowly,
with hesitation,
time.
I love you with fleeting love,
the kind I can leave in the morning
and not feel bad about leaving.
It took time to love the night,
Just as it took time to love the pain,
Just as you took the time to leave,
Just how I'll take the time to never let you go.
