Absence
This is not the best road
I know it, I knew it i was told
Over and over again my hand will be made
To do what it cant and be played
It wasnt worth my breath
What might I have left?
And I lie awake for something
of reassurance and comforting
Tones that make my eyes heavy
And make my heart heavy
and make my eyes heavy
and make my hand heavy
"What do i actually think about
The last 10 minutes before I rest?"
Everything that i've missed
Everything on my long list
Everything i've decided for and against
And the doubt ive always sensed
It weighs my body down
So i allow myself to sink
Into the ground