About death.
I Fall Apart
Some nights consists of toss and turns
And recollections of the past
I want it back
I want the way my family used to be back
I want my mother’s pain to cease
I want to help myself get released
I don’t want to see you in the ground like that
How do I talk to you?
Do I lie above your body and tell you all my plans and goals or do you know that already?
A part of me died the day you did
I’m still dealing with it
Devastation has riddled my body
I’m marking time and want to get as far as I can from the date that you died
I don’t know why
I’m tired of crashing into these thoughts and my big regrets
That continues to hang over my head
Every single night
Sometimes I can’t believe you’re dead
I fall apart
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