When I Get Lonely

You’re the visual that prances into my optics,
Though in it’s infancy,
it waddles in and out of my thoughts,
As if it’s a sport to run through my mind,
Hopefully it clears the hurdles placed in its way,
Maybe then we reach the finish line,

But it’s only when I get lonely,

I Guess This Is Goodbye

You won’t miss me when I’m gone,
I’m not asking you too,
I’m fresh out of those request,
I’m just tired now,
The pain I feel won’t heal,
The weight on my shoulders heavier than ever,
The tears won’t dry in the pillow anymore