A/N; Last track. Sorry guys, I think this'll be the only thing I'll post for a little while. I hope you enjoy it.
Sitting here
Alone.
Thinking of what we had
And drowning myself
In my own doubts
And a bottle of dusty whisky.
Oh, it’s dark
My feet kicked up
And leaning back
It’s too dark.
I know where this pathway will lead me
But you haunt me.
I can’t stop you
From being in my every thought.
Dead or alive.
I wanted you.
Close by my side.
But you’re gone now.
Please
Just come back
Come back from the dead
Cause I don’t mind a few ghosts
They’re the best company
To keep around.
They can’t do anything
But haunt me
In the dark.
Now, the only thing
Keeping me
In the dark,
The only thing keeping me on this line
Of thought
Is the memory of you.
I said,
The memory of you
Sitting here beside me
In the dark.
Because you used to be
My only friend.
My only safety.
But now,
I’m the only one
Sitting here
Alone
In the dark.
No ghost of you
But the memory is
Worse
Than if you had
Just never left.
You never were one
To stay
But I never
Ever
Thought that it would end
This way.
I never thought that I would be
The only one
Sitting here
In the dark.
YOU ARE READING
In The Dark
PoetryMy third album, which will be the only thing that I post for a while. Please read, enjoy, vote, comment, and add. Thank you. <3 Xinder