Anhedonia

sitting at the end of a four-poster bed
looking at your eyelashes
locking your eyes to sleep
snoring your restlessness away

naked and cold, i cried
i'm a hopeless romantic soul
waiting for your return
from the one who owned you

i'm down on my knees
begging for you to leave.
after this body rush,
forget me, forget everything

wake up from your dream
turn yout back from our fantasies
it's no use in loving me
for the love of making love out of me

i'm tired, i'm helpless
i'm sick of living a lie
i'm sick of living this life
i'm going... Goodbye.