When you weren't around, i'd think of you
When life brought me down, you'd help me through
lying alone in my dark room, i'd always question
I spoke of us, you'd never mention
when we were alone you'd sit and stare
i was proud of us, you didn't seem to care
i loved you so much, but you didn't see
This is an upseting and unsettling conflict. i would have hated being in one particular postion unable to move. Darkness piling on darkness, unable to see, urine and other waste making it's way to my body from the cracks in the wooden blanks. Wondering where i am going and where i am. What did i do to deserve this? So many seperate unasked and unanswerable questions.
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