How many times have you closed your eyes and listened to the rain beating on your window?

Fell into a deep sleep and never wanted to wake up to reality

With a blank expression on every face

My angst ripped through the pages where

I fell asleep with a half empty pen by my side

Insecurities are hidden with the comforting words

"I love you" meaningless as the next "fuck you"

A broken staircase never seemed so inviting

Wherever
I'm going
I know
I'm going down

It's still raining out
And the drains are almost full

It's a reminder of all those times
I wish we stayed behind locked doors
Dead space is eating me alive from the inside out
Leaving a gut sinking feeling
Will I ever make this on my own?