Empty

A piece about pain, suffering, and lonliness

Lonely days and sleepless nights
fill my life until day's lilght.
You scattered my soul upon the floor,
just ins9ide the bathroom door.
I hope you can't find me tonight,
when you're drunk and want to fight.
i'll be curled up in the bed
alone (and scared) again.
I can't tell you what i did
with wasted tired breath ,
or words you'll never hear.
If i talk it would be wrong,
so I smile and play along,
.and die a little more.
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