you from me

February 23, 2016

laughing till it hurts,

but also faking as i smile;

killing hungry pain,

but ive kept it up awhile.

broken bridges crossed,

the memories a wall;

pain getting so heavy,

instead of walking I start to crawl.

waking in the dead of night,

or never sleeping at all;

its just another restless night,

my eye lids never heavy enough to fall.

i'll wait for you to call me,

to help my laugh become real;

you seem to be the only one who helps me,

you teach me how to deal.

time and time again,

im asking you why;

you know how i am,

i truly want to die.

my hands have met razor blades,

but again, so have yours;

youve met my pain face-to-face,

because that pain has many wars.

might it have lost to you,

maybe but I dont know;

i feel like if i stick by you,

i might let it go.

free me from this devilish gaze,

escort me back to reality;

i might have lost the fight before,

but with you I can keep my sanity.

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