I’m stuck.
I’m stuck.
I’m stuck.
I hear your heartbeat from under the floorboards
Tormenting me in my sleep and in my wake.
It’s not real,
I know it’s in my head
Because I am alive and breathing,
And you are not.
Get out.
Get out.
GET OUT.
It’s daytime, you don’t belong here,
So why do I hear you now –
When the sun is out?
You have no home here.
You abandoned me.
And now you haunt me.
I feel the pulse of your heart on the train
And hear it aloud even when I have company.
Why can’t I get out of my head?
The silent screams in the night,
The thud from under the floorboards,
The cold memory of you;
Somehow it feels real.
It’s all in my head.
It’s all in my head.
It’s not in my head.
How then do I live with this…
Madness that consumes me so?
Just one taste is enough to fuel the fire,
I just need to make it stop –
I just need to tear my heart out.
To stop.
To stop.
Stop.
*chuckle*
My head feels so clear without it there.
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