Rowan Keary

Silent Nights..

Silent nights, filled with screaming thoughts
Empty beds and warm couches
Where I lay my head, unable to sleep
Indie records playing slowly.
Trying to break my reverie
I don’t want to get lost in thoughts–
Bitter sweetness that you’ve left behind
Nice to see you
How you doing?
Should have stopped at just that’
Unnecessary dates and clasped hands
Should’ve said no straight away
But such a fool is this heart
Or was it my mind,
Who gave me away.

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