I feel as if I could eat myself alive
I’ve already managed to bury myself alive, only on the inside
I’ve been stuck in this dark place all by myself for what seems like forever
Maybe it has been forever, I’ve lost track of time ever since you left
I sit and stare out of the window
Hoping that maybe, just maybe you’ll come back for my breathing corpse
And I don’t know which is worse.
The truth of the reality that I know you won’t come back
Or the fact that I’m still hung up on you...