eigengrau
lights off
pitch black in the dark
bed under a window
curtain over the stars
face the wall
so you won't see
all the things
that remind you of me
box on the nightstand
make yourself bleed
face the wall
red in the sheets
texts dont buzz
phone doesnt hum
sniffles and hiccups
coughing up blood
just face the wall
unending emptiness
dark is calm
easier than waking up in the light.
just face the wall.
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