Catacombs of Sheep

I rock myself to sleep because I ran out of sheep to count

I lurch myself to sleep in desire of calming the child with in me

I sway myself to sleep in hopes that memories of us fall out my ears

I oscillate myself to sleep to remind myself that being numb isn't the only feeling I've absorbed from you

I wish tonight you'd lay me down and watch me fall asleep

But instead I'm wishing you away

You no longer make me feel like I belong

While I slept you kidnapped my heart and locked it away

It's lost forever behind the walls of the catacombs of your love

You've devoured me at my weakest point and left nothing behind

Not even sheep to count and put me back to sleep

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