I wake up an empty shell,
Loss of the nightmares free from hell,
The shell is someone to crawl into,
Giving something to move me to you.

Tired eyes lace the road with glances,
Tired mind takes many chances.
I burn and melt and stick and fade,
Your temporary arms invade.

I open my mind to you,
After all it's supposed to be true.
I can see what it is that makes it sore,
Triggering many feelings felt before.