It's so lonely without your texts, baby.

It's so lonely.

I'm feeling a bit achy

my feet are a tad shaky

I'm strolling down memory lane

desiring to find the way back to my true life

I've gotta snap out of the torment I put myself through

due to you because baby it's just not worth it,

I don't deserve it

I could let tears sting my eyes at any given moment

but I desire to live and be free

all the things you wouldn't let me be

Sometimes I'm so blue

because of all the choking I've experienced from you

How I held my grip on the anchor tighter each time

just so you wouldn't sail the seas without me

just so you'd stay on land promising to love me

each time you broke a plate

or threw out pictures

or scarred my cheeks

you always ended with an apology

with a couple I love you's following afterwards

each time I just formed a sympathetic expression

through my red eyes and hurting head

and all I could say was I love you, too

before I turn away and collapse in the bedroom

a lot of times I draw on my wrist

I write your name

or create a picture

because I know it's only temporary

and tap water will soon dissolve it

it's my way of connecting your love to my inked wrist

on one part of me I'll see shimmering art on my collarbones

and on the part beneath I'll see the swollen cuts that I couldn't prevent or hold up

I wish you were a fountain that only shot out gold

so I could swim in you forever
like I always dreamed of