zilzalisme

Blue is the solitude I feel When the room is loud But my mind is louder And all the screaming inside my head Will never make me feel any less lonely But you could call me one hundred thousand times And I still won't answer Because I don't wanna hear from you I don't need your company I just want to hear less from me Blue is the cold that creeps in under the blankets An icy embrace that holds me all night long Until it rolls around to morning again And I'm still awake Counting mistakes instead of sheep Blue is the longing The call to other worlds The pull to something more It's the desperate, feral neediness I feel To find something out there To claw my way toward it The lust to take it But know I can't have it Blue is the ache of knowing It'll never be mine Blue is the quiet lull of the evening When the sky is too close And you could almost touch it But it would never change anything You'll still be there in the morning When next you wake Blue is the violent rip away from your