It's getting so lonely inside my apartment.
I don't know if I should lick my wounds or say what worries me instead.
There's an aching inside my head. It's saying.....don't give in.
But your face is everywhere. That scowl is haunting me.
I feel uninformed, lost without a trace. Like being dropped in downtown Hong Kong without a map. Anger builds at the thought that such an irritating creation like you could bring me such subtle pleasure.
Sweaty hands. Adrenaline coursing through my veins. Tempted to say to hell with my bull shit and just get a fix.
The air is crisp. My mood is colder.
Another sleepless night.
I miss your good night kiss.
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