I just want to curl up in a ball
Let the cool hand of lonliness numb me to my core,
Allow the darkness to wash over me,
Lulling me to a deep sleep.
I want the nothingness of everything to be my blanket
The cool touch of sleep will be my pillow,
And the silence I feel will be my bed.
I won't come back
So be careful
The bed is made,
All that's left for me to do
Is lie down in it.