i’m on depression…

downtime

walk out into the night in my sleep, it’s 4am
tell me i could never be the one
silence speaks to me slowly, smoking through the tears
while i’m turning myself out, choking on the years
so hold on, we’ll figure things out,
talk it over and somehow make it through with no doubt
that we’ll drive into the ground

every time i think about you is just another twist of the dagger in my heart

lost in a million years time
guarded by the spaces of your mind
holding onto nothing but stars
scared by the silence of your heart… so quiet
so gone, you’re so gone now