Never Ender

How many times have you closed your eyes

and listened to the rain beating on your window?

Fell into a deep sleep and never wanted to wake up to reality,

with a blank expression on every face

My angst ripped through the pages where I fell asleep

with a half empty pen by my side

Insecurities are hidden with the comforting words "I love you"

meaningless as the next "fuck you"

A broken staircase never seemed so inviting,

wherever I'm going I know I'm going down

It's still raining out, and the drains are almost full

It's a reminder of all those times I wish we stayed behind locked doors

Dead space is eating me alive from the inside out, leaving a gut sinking feeling

Will I ever make this on my own?