Calling My Name

It’s still dark out and I didn’t sleep too well

So I’m awake and all emotional over you

Angry that I’m feeling so much when you never felt enough

I have to let this severed piece bleed out and finally die.

Because I’ve been cutting it

only to restitch and rebandage the hurt.

So I’ll take my half of the blame

If you finally quit playing this game

Because I don’t know if I’ll survive

another time with you calling out my name.

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