2am is for the lonely
The title says it all.
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Can I count on my mind this time
To remind me to get out of my head
Instead of letting me sleep for hours on end
Behind opened eyelids
At the base of my skull, above the back of my neck
My clock has been way off, yet both hands stay ticking
My whole life I must’ve been given the wrong batteries
I wasn’t set on reality, most nights I’m up by myself
Listening to the sounds of paranoia until I’m overwhelmed
And battling it out until early in the morning
2 A.M. is for the lonely
The war going on beyond my face
Has made me addicted to the black screen
‘Cause my eyes stay closed
But they know what’s happening
They can see inside to what I held onto so tight
The dreams are gone
I lost them, but I was never going to leave them behind
And before I could find them, they all committed suicide
I moved on to the worst of the fight
And I’m addicted to the black screen and pillows covered in wine
Depression’s pressing itself, compressing the vertebrae in my spine
Where’s reality?
Come and find me
I’m nowhere near where I thought I’d be
2 A.M. is for the lonely
Lonely me
Can’t count on my own mind this time
To remind me to get out of my head
Instead of letting me sleep for hours on end
Behind opened eyelids
It’s the facade I wear like a keychain on my jeans
That holds too many secrets one person should have to keep
But I have to keep them shut up and out of reach
They’re boxes that hold pieces I need to take out and assimilate
Things of my unconscious are problems I’m afraid to read
Can’t count on my own mind this time
To remind me to get out of my head
Instead of letting me sleep for hours on end
Behind opened eyelids
Where’s reality?
Come and find me
I’m nowhere near where I thought I’d be
2 A.M. is for the lonely
Lonely me
Where’s reality?
Come and find me
I’m nowhere near where I thought I’d be
2 A.M. is for the lonely
Lonely me
For the lonely
For the lonely
© Erika Poling 2020
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