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loneliness
lying here contently, lost in the spinning of the ceiling fan
I breath deeply and sigh longingly, the silence is deafening
i dont even notice the solitary tear trickling down my cheek
burning as it slowly moves along its way, a damp trail in its wake
perhaps its the reality finally washing over me, gone is yesterday
the beating of my heart echoes into the very depths of my soul
trembling slightly I pull the covers up over my head so no one sees
silently I sob into my pillow, uncontrollably I shake as i whimper softly.
if only I was someone else, somewhere else, anyone, anywhere
Only words provide true solace from all the thoughts that haunt
Only daydreams turn into night screams causing bad things
it all disappears as the morning sun creeps in the silence is broken
but nothing changes everydays the same slowly driving me crazy
draining my resolve like putting bullets in the gun
i cannot escape it, the inevitabily of this life that slowly fades
obscure are the lines we cannot read between
hopeless are the dreams , when loneliness is all that remains
I breath deeply and sigh longingly, the silence is deafening
i dont even notice the solitary tear trickling down my cheek
burning as it slowly moves along its way, a damp trail in its wake
perhaps its the reality finally washing over me, gone is yesterday
the beating of my heart echoes into the very depths of my soul
trembling slightly I pull the covers up over my head so no one sees
silently I sob into my pillow, uncontrollably I shake as i whimper softly.
if only I was someone else, somewhere else, anyone, anywhere
Only words provide true solace from all the thoughts that haunt
Only daydreams turn into night screams causing bad things
it all disappears as the morning sun creeps in the silence is broken
but nothing changes everydays the same slowly driving me crazy
draining my resolve like putting bullets in the gun
i cannot escape it, the inevitabily of this life that slowly fades
obscure are the lines we cannot read between
hopeless are the dreams , when loneliness is all that remains
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