All Alone
All alone in my bed, I am lying
Wondering why you came
Into my life
Yet at some point,
You were something I really thought I hoped for
I take back my love and erase all that’s gone
Maybe then, I’ll be back home
Back home with my soul
Maybe that’s what I really wholly own
All my love is now gone
Kiss me no more
Your words are bitter
Hug me no more
Your soul is so cold
Blood pumping in my soul when I wake,
I hope for more
Hope for better
With some hope deep down in my head for something worse than the worst that ever broke down my heart
Paranoia maybe, maybe it’s not
I am wide awake now, my heart almost got wrecked
I got back now
Maybe my eyes closed to some, but I see the most now
Copyright © Emanzi Ian | Year Posted 2020
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