i keep waking up
Into empty beds at lonely places.
My lips feel bruised
After kissing many empty mouths
Your mouth felt like cheap rancid wine,
And i have sour taste on my lips now.
Oh, those fingers inside me,
Sometimes they are sharp as rusted nails.
I don’t burn with passion
Your touch just leave me cold and shuddering.
You fucked me like apathy
It felt like an apology.
And i felt motionless and empty.
And yeah, you leave my soul
And body dry like Sahara.