THE SCREAM

I CAN’T EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE THE EMPTYNESS WITHIN ME I FEEL LIKE THERE’S NO JOY LEFT IN THE WORLD I CAN’T EVEN IMAGINE SMILING AGAIN FOOD HAS NO TASTE, APPETITE IS JUST A MEMORY THE ONLY THING I CRAVE IS YOU AT NIGHT, ALL ALONE IN MY MASSIVE BED MY ARMS CRAVE TO HOLD YOU I LOOK AT THE DOORWAY AND I SEE YOU THERE I LOOK TO YOUR SIDE OF THE BED AND IMAGINE THAT YOU’D ONLY JUST LEFT, THAT IT’S STILL WARM FROM YOUR TOUCH BUT IT’S NOT IT’S STONE COLD BECAUSE YOU LEFT A LONG TIME AGO AND YOU’RE NOT COMING BACK AND THE SOONER THAT REALITY SINKS IN THE SOONER MY HEART CAN TURN TO STONE AND I CAN AT LAST FACE THE WORLD ALONE AGAIN