Spiralling out of control in a downhill motion
Longing for anxiety to cease
This usual peaceful heart is beating irregularly
Unable to hold on to the slippery edge of reality in which one finds oneself
All she wants is for someone to really understand the stirrings of her soul
But alas no one comes close
A lover who never puts himself on the line
Everything set in stone because he does not like the human race that much at all
But she needs to feel needed
I guess that's what he lacks
He thinks she is an independent lady
Happy in her own skin
able to do without his arms to hold her as she leaves the last breath of the day behind her
He is not the one
That scares her because she wanted so much this time for this to be real
Hold fire for she is creating this
She knows better
But the yearnings inside are screaming
SCREAMING
and its tearing her apart