I'm crying
It's midnight
why am I crying?
I'm on my bedroom floor
curled up in a ball
I've lost faith
I want to believe you
and the words you say
but what holds me back?
I gaze at pictures of you
wishing of what could have been
Raging sin
Wallowing in self-pity
The words barely crackle out in a whisper
I want to believe you
and the words you say, I really do
but what holds me back?















Comments