I'm sleepless another night
You talk, I try not to listen,
Sitting at the end of my bed
Whispering your cruelty in my head
'Til inward creeps some crack of light
And morning breaks so bright.
I'm sleepless another day,
You talk, I try not to listen
But you follow my every step,
Explaining your torment in some depth
'Til I somehow find some tiny way
To block you out and break away.
Then I'm sleepless another night,
You talk, I cry and try not to listen,
Sitting pretty at the end of my bed,
All frail and pale and looking so dead
'Til, guilty, I collapse under the weight of my plight,
Needing but not wanting you out of my sight.