Lonely

Within heartache, You learn to die.
Suffocation, mutilation, Carving out your life.
Within the moment he says goodbye.
You learn for real what it's like to cry.
The tears and the anguish: It's too much to take
You can't stand the dreams when you sleep,
Or the memories when you're awake.

It only happens once I'm lonely
When the pain really starts to control me
When the monsters come from under my bed
They attack me where I rest my head.
Then the skeletons come out from my closet
Where they've been so buried I nearly forgot em
And the scars become evident, scabs become real.
It's only when I'm lonely when I actually feel.