Hiding In My Bed
Thank you for being a platform where I can share this publicly but safely. To anyone reading this who understands, I am sending you giant virtual hugs - it is so so so hard.
-Anonymous in Jerusalem
“Hiding in my bed
Too much happening in my head
And I don’t know what to do
so I do nothing instead
I am numb but so aware
Of what is and isn’t there
There is no way to explain
but nothing here is fair
I flushed my dreams away
a little more each day
Until it was so clear
that you were not here to stay
I have no strength to restart
Trying not to fall apart
And every drop of blood
represents my broken bleeding heart
I just want a magic button
to fast forward to a time
where I can see some light
and the pain is far behind
I know I’ll be ok
I've been down this route before
but every single time
my soul dies a little more
And the world keeps on turning
And somehow I will move on
But my dreams got flushed away
I'm so sorry that you are gone”