Four walls and a roof.
A TV and a couch.
A guitar in the corner with
The amp turned way too loud.
The static and the backfeed
Just seem to ease my mind.
It\'s so quiet since she left,
But I\'m in no mood for sounds.
Atleast not the overpowering ones.
The ones that fill yours ears
Drowning out your thoughts
And chasing away your fears.
It\'s just enough to help me focus
Between what\'s in my head and real.
While I wonder lost in thoughts
About the woman no longer here.
I loved her so much, you know.
I told her every chance I got.
The problem is I was impatient
For that asshole to be forgot.
I told her, a lover would never hit you,
Or make you fear for your life!
A lover would protect you.
Mind and body. Day and night.
I knew her mind was scattered
And my trying so hard made it worse.
So she packed her things and left me here.
So, I put it into verse.