Jun 11


Because the day turns in,
And the nights get heavy,
And I can’t silence my brain.
And everyday
I’m getting more unsteady,
Wondering if I’m to blame.

And maybe its because I’ve never been this far,
But I’m standing on the sidewalk's edge, 
Wondering where you are. 

I know that its cliche if I say broken heart,
If I knew what I was getting into at the start
Then I would buy a dictionary for when my life goes dark.