Waking up with that feeling
That sometimes life is less than appealing
Forming webbing of maybe its ending
Inside you restating no use evading
One week slump lumber
Brain it's his fault
Snap back you're staring
Emotionally burying
Just tell her that you need her
Try not to deceive her
See if it just heals with time
If time won't show its face
What's left are merely traces
Eraser dust and opaque lines
Cleaning the house in a dust storm
It tarnished the varnish corroded the household
It's churning up, it's journey stops
As you notice her face doesn't know this
Nothing like a teary eyed session
Heartfelt despondent glum acts of confession
Tell her that you need her
Try not to deceive her
See if it just heals with time
If time won't show its face
What's left are merely traces
Eraser dust and opaque lines
It's sad, but it's a given
Nothing is forgiven
For grieving there's no set amount of time
But once you truly mend this
Man, it feels tremendous
Regret is useless fuel sometimes