Saturday, May 30, 2015

Loneliness Is The Worst Form Of Insomnia

Trust me
There is someone out there
for everybody
This is what is daily
Promised me

And what if she has someone
What if there is already
A sun in her sky
What does one do then
Where does one place
The hope for a reason why

Loneliness is the worst form of insomnia
The shadows of my room
They whisper words of dark thoughts
Of dark, eternal formulas

My beginning has come and gone
She sleeps in the arms of another
And all I'm left with is a glimmering memory
And all I am is another redundant swan song

Loneliness is the worst form of insomnia