last night's dream.

Fallen breeze, sunken trees.
Broken glass across abandoned freeways.
Driving force, drives you to insanity.
Does it know how it makes you feel?
When you're lost and against the wheel?

I listen to songs on repeat
Until I can't listen to it again.
I run to sad songs.
I run away from the memories they hold.

I can't help but say how I feel.
Perhaps that's where I go wrong.
You gave up the fight.
There's no one here tonight.

Broken pieces scattered across the hollow night
Until then, this is right
I know someone will fight.
Until then, this is goodnight.