Remnants

It's 4 a.m.and I cannot for the life of me

get some rest tonight

Insomnia

lays it's hold on me

no more tears

just this emptiness inside



I'll welcome

tossing, turning

staring at the clock

I'll even try to close my eyes

and sail away in thought

Anywhere but where I am

will more than surely suffice



I imagine a place

where love is more

than what I don't do right

where little moments

make the world go round

and my heart flutters with delight



Happy blooms on little trees

small enough to reach

It's always summer

the air is always clean

flowers pave the silver streets

and hope is never just a dream



I imagine what it could be like

to feel like more than just a drain

to have the warmth

that comes with making someone smile

and not the guilt of causing so much pain



It's 4 a.m.

I'm falling apart

there will be no rest tonight

only tousled sheets and

and  tear-soaked pillows

and the remnants of a broken heart