4am and you're not here.

A Silent night with stars floating in the sky,
My hope dies as my heart begins to cry.
Everything is so quite,
Like a snowy December morning,
In my mind there's a riot,
But heartaches usually come with no warnings.

Dawn is nearing,
The birds have come out to sing.
Though as the night fades,
My strength has started disappearing.
My love, My love, look what you did,
Killed all my dreams and left me here to bleed.
You left so cruelly, You couldn't even look back once,
And look at the demon now, you've made me become.

I'm covered in cigarette smoke all around me,
My lungs start to give up, But my heart won't stop aching.
The blade in my hand slowly pierces my skin,
As the blood on my wrist, steadily starts dripping.
While these drops of blood fall on my bedroom floor,
There's a memory in my mind, I just can't seem to ignore.

Your head on my chest,
As we laid on my bed.
My arms on your waist,
As we did nothing,
But adore the beautiful silence, we shared.
Though the nauseousness has now kicked in,
Making everything around feel a little dizzy.
And I'm reminded of all of your sins again,
As I begin to feel a little tizzy.

Yet there's a comfort in the pain,
As the adrenaline calms my unsteady mind,
But my spirit has become way too tamed,
As I search for reasons to leave your trace behind.
The sun's come up though now,
As my body starts to feel so numb.
Maybe this is the answer to all my unanswered questions,
As I feel my breath slow down and slowly begin to succumb.

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