no words left

I have no words left
There are no words left
Your slippers sat in my flat for the last week
No buzz, not even the phone cares to tell something, no
Is this what it's gonna be like?
Will I wear myself out like the shirt that I've worn since I was 16?
There are holes near the seams where I bit my sleeve in fear
But there was nothing left for me here

I had my mind set, but now
The nights that I'll always remember turned into dates that I'll always forget
The days I've stretched out to an infinite nothingness
Oh, I should make some room for the unknown
At least that's what my therapist says
(Feels like I always greeted one drip towards sneakers)

Hey
Hey

I take a pen to write at work
That makes you cry, so I get hurt
I take a pen to write at work
That makes you cry, so I get hurt

I wanna travel, I wanna see the ocean again
I still have thoughts to put down
There's so much that I haven't said yet
I am aware that all of this sounds like a copy and paste quote from the internet
But I won't let anyone tell me how I'm not trying my best

I am still trying my best
I'll keep on trying

I take a pen to write at work
That makes you cry, so I get hurt
I have no words left (I take a pen to write at work)
I have no- (that makes you cry, so I get hurt)
I have no words left
I have no-