Empty

I guess it's about being lonely and wanting all the chaos in your head to stop.

hopeless stares at empty walls.

3 am the space feeling cold.

the tears burn but its better than no feeling at all.

nothing new as the time rolls on. 

4 am the moon begins to fade 

the early rising morning as you think about the school day.

the nothingness returns as the sun begins to peak.

defeated again feeling weak. just sleep away the ache in your heart, 

maybe this time you won't have to do the waking up part.