Since you left this world of mine,

My sense of time has been a constant unwind.

Unraveling and busting at the seams, it's dreams of you that are the only comfort I receive.

My fake laughter and disinterest,

Seem to be a symptom of the loss that has come over me.

No drug can give me sweet relief,

My day-to-day has become me jumping off the diving board into a deep sea,

Frantically searching for ground to help push me.

No such luck, I can hardly breathe.