4AM Blues

by The Misanthrope

I’ll never be numb enough to not remember all the memories we made that fateful summer. Chasing numbness for months on end, Will I ever see dawn while sober again?

Endless pursuit has left me breathless Gasping for air, I long for some rest. Tirelessly running from the pain you’ve caused, I’m drained of will, I long for a pause.

Years passed; the wounds refuse to heal. How do I teach my heart again how to feel? When it cowers in fear at the sight of love, how do you teach it not to fear the warmth?

Misery alone has kept me company. Like a possessive brat claiming me for her own. I am unable to break free from her embrace. I hope she stays with you, too.