I cry.
For all the pieces of me I gave...

Living lies
Live in lies...

There are nights I lie in bed,
Staring at the ceiling, covers up to my chin...

It was midday
When I showed up at your steps...

I have stretch marks on my soul.
One for every word they never said...

Friday.
Skin wet from heaven’s cries...

Sometimes she lies awake playing different...
Mindless scenarios that feel real, an escape from...

She stared at her ceiling
Wondering waiting...

Waves crashing, blow after blow
Washed away, can’t swim...

I lie in bed, darkness all around.
Thinking of you, my thoughts running wild. Could...

She looked out her window.
Counted the cars that passed...

Slurred words.
Blurred lines...