Me, myself and the night only

 

Feels so lonely.

Me, myself

and the night only.

I look around

and all the people fade,

disappear like water down a drain.

Blending into the roads,

just shadows or ghosts,

bending into the night time's hold.

It's so empty and cold.

 

I feel both closed in,

and like I'm standing

In a field with no ending.

My bed is like a grave,

the duvet shawling me.

The walls closing,

and the ground is a hole

into which I'm falling,

but no one is calling me.

It's all so empty.

 

I stare out of the window

and all I see are ghosts.

Echoes floating

through the street.

Leaves on the breeze.

Leaves me cold.

All be told

if I could hold you

I don't think I'd ever let go.

It's so empty in this world,

without someone to 

share the view.

 

 

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