Laying on the couch in the cold
Bundled under a blanket
She left the shower water running
Packing bags preparing to go
I’m dreaming of who to call
Who can I talk to
When no one is home
I’m running through
All the numbers in my head
I want to share the last
Feelings that I have left
I remember moving in here
I was safe I finally had a place
Not worried about where I was
Going to be waking up the next day
Not willing to give that away
To just anybody
Remembering the satisfaction
It gave to trust yourself
And what you did for your animals
Wake up to find out
You’re on a cold couch again
Looking down at yourself
With the warm lamp light
Casting a glow around your body
Dreaming of a fresh start again
Ready to give up on the old
Give into the new and
Finding yourself aching
For something
Give up on it all
So you can feel alive again
Numb from trying to do
The right thing and met
With the same results
Every time
Must be me
Ready to die just a little bit
Hungry to be received
In a different way
© GÄ
Poétique 