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Author of 35 Stories |
Sometimes the silence
Is enough to make you mad
Lying alone in your bed
Thinking of the times you've had
I thought that with time
These wounds would heal
I thought that with time
I'd rise above the pain I feel
I thought that with time
I'd be able to get over you
But it seems like this time
That's one thing I can't do
Drifting through this life
With no sense of purpose
Came so close to happiness
But I only scratched the surface
At times the loneliness
Feels like a physical blow
Bringing me to my knees
Destroying the world I know
I thought that with time
These wounds would heal
I thought that with time
I'd rise above the pain I feel
I thought that with time
I'd be able to get over you
But it seems like this time
That's one thing I can't do
Wan light filters through
Shadows on the pane
The sun sinks into darkness
Night finds me alone again