La palabra de hoy es d e r r a m a r .

It's okay.
In the day, I'm staying busy.
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he.

Got so sick of crying,
so just lately when I catch myself I do a 180.
I stay up, clean the house-
At least I'm not drinking.

Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking.
That silent sense of content that everyone gets
just disappears soon as the sun sets.

This face in my dreams seizes my guts-
he floods me with dread.
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed.
Pour myself over him,
Moon spilling in..

And I wake up alone.

If I was my heart, I'd rather be restless.
The second I stop, the sleep catches up and I'm breathless.
This ache in my chest as my day is done now,
the dark covers me and I cannot run now.

My blood running cold-
I stand before him.
It's all I can do to assure him.
When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight.
Drowning in me we bathe under blue light.

His face in my dreams seizes my guts-
he floods me with dread.
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed.
Pour myself over him,
Moon spilling in..

And I wake up alone.







Unexpected things happen suddenly.