My bed feels empty.
So do my emotions.
I’m like a black hole of nothing and everything.
I’m apathetic and I don’t know why, my feeling should be stronger.
I’m sick of trying, I’m sick of crying, but most of all I’m sick of lying.
Things won’t get better I’ve tried everything I could do.
Maybe one day…but for now I must face the world alone.
I’ll miss you, and with my broken heart I will always love you.
