Numbness fills my empty skull
thinking hurts
so i limit my thoughts to nill

Trying hard to pass the time
till the future starts
and my thoughts are mine

Listening to the dial tone in my head
distracts me
from the empty hole in my bed

Your arms around me are all i want
swallowing me hole, warm and comfortable
but then you leave and the wind wont

Entering a new era
changing of locks, swallowing of keys
we must adapt, limiting human error.