Help Me Find Me
Hell is a place where the mind can go
Nightmares exist before eyes are closed
Fear has a home inside my soul
Memories hold me captive and won’t let go
Love is a place where I feel warm
A blanket from the coldness, shelter from the storm
Your arms an escape, if only for a while
A reminder of how good it feels to smile
Beauty is a gift, a curse just the same
Perfection a demon that knows my name
Obsession a prison from which I can’t break free
Anxiety a thief with my identity
But where am I? Hell is not my home
Surrounded by love I still feel alone
Lost in a place I don’t want to be
Waiting for someone to help me find me
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