im desperately trying to fill the hole now
that was left behind
you think its a cliché, you know, love
and i knew i had felt happiness
for the first time in my spoiled life
it is like feeling your skin
soaking up every sun ray on a perfect day
as i thought about it
i couldnt do anything but to cry
being scared of what was to come and losing this thing
where everything was balanced,
nothing lacking or being too much
instead of dealing with the aftermath
of a this brilliant wave that left a town of ghosts
i find myself here
inventing superficial fixations to preoccupy myself with
if only this, or that were better
id be full again
and rid of the grey thoughts that comes sneaking
when the light dim and its time to sleep
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