Thoughts

Lying down here
A dusty bed
Half-can of beer
A heavy head

Sweat trickles down
A room so bare
My forehead's frowned
There's little air

My thoughts are wild
A world that spins
A whiff of bile
Am so unclean

I cry aloud
Thinking of you
I need to shout
But don't want to

I miss your eyes
Live raven's wings
I want more tries
Not ugly flings

I long to see
That broken smile
You're, like me
A broken child

I still miss you
In fact a lot
I guess you knew
Have you forgot?