No sleep, whilst the promise stays
Pale skin upon fragmented body
I extirpated what loved me
Knowingly, you were my melancholy
Sleep without you, isn't right to me
I want you inside my head
A fallacious ghost that i'll see when i'm dead
These words come in black and white
Reverberated and monochrome through my mind
Tailored to your broken light
Retribution for redemption
Not immune to lack of repentance
Not how i hoped to be
Fallacy they whisper in the ear of recluse
My own perspective endures from chemical abuse
The nostalgia with this is no friend to I
No martyr complex
Just the cycle of despair in your eyes