11pm


Artwork Credit: Pintrest

Tired of the unfocused watery eyes
The racing thoughts
From flashes of all the good times
Too much concentration spent on deciphering the lies
Finding ways to heal my broken heart
With still time

Puffy eyes
From staying up staring at my walls in the dark
Same song on repeat
My heart skipping beats
As I wait for him to arrive


Ears fixated on the door to hear it creak
My anxiety is at its peak

I rage inside
As I try and hide all this anger building up inside of me
I feel the anger beginning to swell
And then he calls me.


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