The Way In

I had a date with someone called loneliness

We shared a couple of bottles the first time we met

I reached to the sky, laid on the ground with nothing there

Years later, found myself at your door steps

I matched with what I thought I wanted

Third party in my bed, lets call her regret

Torn and patched and torn, the clothes we rented

Years later, found myself at your door steps

I texted my pillow with an emoji, hashtag tears

Screamed from my mouth words no one could hear

Found it hard to say what's here and what's there

Years later, found myself at your door steps

Gave out a loud cry for the doors to open

Just fix me i feel so broken

Tried my ways and paid in tokens

Sabotaged everything , this heart is swollen

Open this door, I know you hear me

Breathe in me, be my oxygen

Dress me in white, let me feel your love

If you can't open, atleast give me access to that blood