This bitter pill glares to me in despair

Thursday

This bitter pill glares to me in despair

Listening alone to sad songs

I couldn’t hear and I don’t know why

My sighs ring victorious as they take away the melodies

The broken fate has claimed me,

As memories for its own,

It is beating me with ease.

The things we feel alone- for one another

You will be somebody’s

As she will keep you warm

But tonite I am feeling cold

So I pour a cup full of sober nights

As nicotine and coffee becomes my friend

And I lie to myself

That this will be last time,

I use this make believe,

To get through another lonely night

So your pictures are now facing down,

Memories of you packed neatly, tucked away,

As I clad the sheets of my bed,

I'm all but a victim in my prison head

Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet

As the four walls hears my confession

Untangle the thoughts that you know what they mean
I hope that the answer doesn't come to late

I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets

Setting a theatre and a stage

I build you up again in my mind,

I've hidden a note,
pressed between pages

Hoping that you’ll find them

It takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has
It takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
There I go with hope again

A perfect day, a perfect lie.
A slowly crafted monologue conceding my defeat.

Under the weight of my own fantasies
You are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if truly you are
Nearly as beautiful as I believe

And I know those, who wants to wake me up from this dream

Hours pass me by slowly,

I know when the sun comes up,

I have to let you go,

And you’ll be just a man I once use to know,

That before the cracks that escalated

You were someone I don’t recognize