I'd rather

be left in the dark
(with the music on)
sink in my thoughts
than utter a word to
someone who isn’t you.

Anaesthetized

Everything around me is empty
The spinning and the spinning of it all
If it wrapped up and hid a bit longer
Maybe it wouldn’t have surprised me at all
Come out and let me hear you
Come out and show your true skin
Just don’t be afraid to leave me
I’ll always have my thoughts for company
Now another box of memories
Floating, distracting, in front of me
When the hardest part of the day is sleeping
And there are no words competing, just lingering
I can’t forget the way it felt
Or the way it seemed
And as I continue to spin, to spin, to spin
I become just as empty