liebe-sie

Burning eyes and blurring vision, Chapped lips and trouble hearing, Help me through this, can’t control this, I know it isn’t right, When the loudest part of day, is the quiet of the night. But you can’t feel the pressure, closing in on me; My skin grows wet from sweat and tears, and I realize I’m not free. Eternities will trickle past before I’ll see the light of day, I’m struggling and I'm straining, as I fight to break away. You look at me, there are holes in your eyes, I stare back and sway to the sound of your goodbyes. Pleas for help fall in sync with slow and steady snores; I jump up at the