The End
I sit here, weak and drearyMy eyes swollen, dark and teary Each breath I take, tight and shakyThe wind feels like sand, coarse and breakingDid you know I would feel like this? It’s like the earth moved and I didn’tYet, I’m spinning out of controlWith a life that doesn’t have you in it. The sun no long wakens me early in the morningThe sounds of your voice no longer cradles meThat should’ve been my first warningDarkness rocks me to sleep now, its cold breath chills my bonesI wear loneli...