September Stories - Falling (Slowly)

This void has taken me
Breathe in
And now it’s come for me
Again
Be worried of how this feels
It’s coming, it’s coming
I’m searching to find what’s real
I’m falling, I’m falling
You’ve let this into your head
And you know that was all that it took
You acted like you wouldn’t be drawn in
But your loneliness the line
His breath the hook
So tightly you grip the sheets at night hoping to find the familiar safety from youth
But then again, looking at the past is all you ever seem to be able to do
Taken by a hand that could never love yours
By a man who only wanted you for more
Your beauty lost between ego and selfishness
Between the borders of someone you knew
And a shell of how he used to exist
Be worried of how this feels
It’s coming, it’s coming
I’m searching to find what’s real
I’m falling, I’m falling

Written by:
Andrew Baughman, Jonathan Sherer

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