I spend my nights wide awake,
Tossing for nothing’s sake.
No sleep, no peace, no light to take—
Just quiet storms and my heartache.
I wonder why I break so slow:
Is it loneliness, or the way we let go?
When I try to think, I start to choke.
They ask if I am fine—I nod, I joke.
But inside, I’m fucked, bent, and broke.
My chest is a locked vault, with nowhere left to scream,
A quiet room where faith lost my dream.
I sit to pray, not to speak, not tell,
But only tears flow where words once fell.
I know you love me just as true.
I see the pain is killing you too.
You work yourself till you break,
Still you spend your nights wide awake.
We walk with knives, still stabbing the heart,
Convinced, we were fated to part.
We are both single, yet confined—
By worlds apart and unhealed minds.
And though we tried with all our might,
We dimmed each other’s only light.
Knew too late our love was meant to break,
So, we spend our nights wide awake
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