Have a lie-in

There's days when I could sleep a lifetime,
sleep it in to gloom.
Days when the world is mocking me,
locked tightly in my room.

There's weeks when I could disappear,
and leave no hint or trace.
Weeks when you're my every thought,
and I cannot forget your face.

There's months when I am not around,
when running is my life.
Months when I'm invisible,
to hide myself from strife.

There's years that I have drunk away,
now but a haze and blur.
Years that I have wasted,
wasted loving her.