you’re ripped away like my hopes and dreams
and i dreamt of getting married wearing white
you’re sleeping soundly next to him and I’m here once more alone at night
red wine drips and lungs are black
and i can’t help feeling i shouldn’t love you back
but i do and i hate it and i hate myself
for thinking i would be taken off this shelf
that I’ve sat upon and made my home
a home where I’m okay being alone
alone hmm my forever state
and yet I forever hope and pray
that I’ll find someone to call my own
that can see me and give me their all
Sleeping Soundly
Published
The Life And Death Of Love 