Why is it I feel so alone and betrayed?
Didn't I expect this?
And it's not worth trying anymore,
When there's no one on the other end,
When the line is dead,
And it's so hard to find the motivation
To get up sometimes,
Because at least dreams hold hope
Beyond this cocktail of emotions
I throw back every hour
And with each passing moment
The emptiness feels bigger
And where is God in all of this?
I'm sorry I'm weak,
I'm sorry I hope
I'm sorry I just want things to be back
To "normal," to being broken together
Hard as it was, hard as it will be,
It's better than drowning
In the silence that's deafening.
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