Where are you
and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep i cannot dream tonite, I need somebody and always
This sick, strange darkness
comes creeping on so haunting every time;
and as I stare I counted;
the webs from all the spiders;
catching things and eating their insides;
like indecision to call you;
and hear your voice of treason;
will you come home and stop this pain tonite
stop this pain tonite.
