Im all alone got my phone a thousand numbers yours is the only one I call cause I'm at my breaking point, as the walls of the darkness close in I call for you but you not answering.
I hopelessly lay in my bed not a text not a call wild thoughts racing through I need to sleep just to catch a break from the pain the agony one phone call is all it take to put my focus back in place, its day outside but night is all around me I was their whenever anyone needed a shoulder an ear to hear their stories.
Now I'm in this fight with my own life it's like the knife of life has pairs through my heart what is that not blood it's empty love, where is you shoulder when I need you most your not here you gone ghost. Messages reed no reply thats a shoulder thats supposed to be filled with warm tears instead it's cold off no cares.
©bratha
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