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When You Wake


One day you’re gonna wake up 
You’re gonna realize all you’ve left behind 
You’re gonna call me asking 
“How ya doing?” “ How ya been?”
Say you miss me, that your sorry, that you love me , same of talk of all your trauma 
Repeated patterns Makes it hazy 
I’d say if that’s true then where’ve you been?
Whyd you leave me ? Why’d you hurt me , why’d you leave me questioning?
You said that you needed me so I listened
I know where you’ve been 
Where you are Is far from where you’re going 
Where you’re headings seeming rocky 
I tried to save you , tried to love you time and time again 
Same old loop you call me up, saying that you’re better now
My heart tells me lies but my mind keeps me cautious 
I seen the hurt inside of you that no one knew
I saw the love you kept tucked inside of you 
There’s patterns of emotion telling me you’re not okay
My heart wants to helps you but my mind isn’t the same through every heart ache 
I wanted to think I could save you , Just to help you, Just one glimpse of teach you how to fly
I wanted to , I tried to but i wall seems too unsteady
I tried so hard but I’m losing hope of putting out the fire your life started. 
So close yet so far away 
 Flames flourish into doubt as I slowly crept closer 
Deep down when I looked into your soul
Stood a child with all the answers 
Enjoyed by the flame and the feelings it brought  
we are always going round 
Back and forth we dance around each others hearts tho only one remains unmade.  
 
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