Stranger to you now
Dear Stranger,
You were not always a stranger.
I see you walking by
You refuse to meet my eye.
It’s like there never was a time I’d hold you when you cry.
But in that time of dark, you handed me your heart
And I thought that someone better could safekeep it.
You told me your dreams
Of darkness and schemes,
A way to end it all, to hurt yourself and me.
You let the razor fall, I couldn’t stop it.
I wore your secrets safe inside a locket.
Until the fear inside
Grew too large to hide
When you said you wished to share your pain with me.
And so I called for help
For you and for myself
In doing so, I lost your trust, our friendship crumbled into dust.
They took you away
To make you okay
To take away your want to hurt the world.
So now the years have past
You love yourself at last
And accept my fate to be a stranger.
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