How many times have you closed your eyes and listened to the rain beating on your window?
Fell into a deep sleep and never wanted to wake up to reality
With a blank expression on every face
My angst ripped through the pages where
I fell asleep with a half empty pen by my side
Insecurities are hidden with the comforting words
"I love you" meaningless as the next "fuck you"
A broken staircase never seemed so inviting
Wherever
I'm going
I know
I'm going down
It's still raining out
And the drains are almost full
It's a reminder of all those times
I wish we stayed behind locked doors
Dead space is eating me alive from the inside out
Leaving a gut sinking feeling
Will I ever make this on my own?