I compose these feelings, I understand the reasons, I bring then in and then can't let them go. I can hear the voices, Calling out inside us, Not loud enough for someone else to know. I need to cling to someone, Can't accept when it's gone, And letting go I burn my hands again. Pretending that it's all right, Only last another night, And try a little every now and then. Nothing lasts for ever, And nothing gets much better, My dreams lie 'round like shattered broken glass. Tired and lonely sometimes, Trusting only inside, Sleep comes to my weary being at last.
Reason for writing:
It's to do with that old theme of breaking up, and feeling disillushioned and empty.
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