The Night That Was

another day has passed
i'm lost in a world that's vast
last night was a nightmare
a headache i can't seem to bear

i tried to calm myself
by staring at the shelf
that didn't work
i started to go berserk

i looked for things
that would calm these rings
i picked up the phone
dialed the number that i've known

there was no response
i resorted to nonchalance 
the hurt still is throbbing
like a buoy that keeps on bobbing

i laid back and closed
these eyes as if exposed
to a brilliant light that's blinding
my teeth started grinding

i succeeded to divert
my feelings of hurt
it was later that i knew
it was morning, i went through

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