You can lay there in the silence
Pray it all goes away
Pound your fists into the pillows
Thinking about all you didn’t say.
You refuse to look at the momenta’s
While you’re feeling the pain
Berating yourself
For being you again.
It’s okay to get angry
Nobody can tell you it’s wrong
You had it all in your hands
Now you no longer belong.
You’re back in your abyss
Detaching, becoming numb
Sinking into the solitude
You temporarily escaped from.