It's closing in on midnight
And I'm doing too much thinking
Maybe I'd be better off
If I quit thinking and started drinking
It's closing in on midnight
And no-one knows I'm here
As lonely and as cold as space
Too weary to shed a tear
An open wound, abraded heart
Lost in a world of frozen lives
Suicide, dying bride
No-one even tries
It's closing in on midnight
And I am all alone
No-one even haunts my thoughts
My heart is cold as stone
A trust betrayed too many times
Leads to a soul gone dead
I'm more alone than I've ever been
Without even a vision in my head
It's closing in on midnight
I'm alone in bad company
Sometimes your dreams are your best friends
But your thoughts are your enemies
No one sees you when you're alive
Or notices your suicide
I've considered being dead
But it's ethereal loneliness instead
It's closing in on midnight
And I wonder why I was born
Selfish souls don't notice when you're alive
And when you're dead, black hearts don't mourn
No-one really knows me
And I don't expect them to care
But there are times when I truly wish
That someone would be there
It's closing in on midnight
And I've no more to say
Don't suggest meds, I'm already on 'em
This is just a fucked up day
From my pissed off bipolar head to your computer screen:
Cie
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