She was alone, but she preferred it that way.
Because when she was alone- she could see herself.
She could be herself.
She could feel.
She could breath.
The crushing feelings of pain and anxiety disappeared.
She was alone, but she was not lonely.
she was alone, and she preferred it that way.

As a child-
When the waves knock you down it's a game.
You are so innocent to the true nature of the sea.
You are innocent to its depth.

As an adult-
When a wave knocks you down, you run.
Because you can see the true terror of what lies beneath its beautiful, blue surface.

A storm brews inside of her.
Winds of the past ruffle her hair.
Waves of darkness crash in her eyes.
Thunder echos as her heart beats.
Lighting flashes when she breaths.

She is power.
She is a force.
She is uncontrollable.
She is beautiful.
She is unique.

But all of that power,
all of that force.
Is it to much?
Can she bear the burden?

She falls.
The weight of it too much to withstand.
She breaths.
She stands,
and she lets the world know that the worst is yet to come.

When the days are long and the nights are restless,
we seek for a way to forget.
We bathe in our sorrows.
We rip ourselves to shreds.
We bleed to feel, because not feeling hurts more then the pain of blades.
When life ***** us over we struggle to climb back up,
and when we get up. Life laughs and kicks us down again.

Whats the point.
We feel nothing.
We are in an endless cycle.
Whats the point.

Breath
                                          In
                                                                               Out

Think of rain not pain
Think of pages not rages
Think of the calm not the bomb

Find something to ground you,
Then...                                              Breath
                                 In              
                                                                              Out
                                    In
                                                                    Out

There isn't a day that goes by,
                 where I don't wonder about what could be.

Can't you see?
I am falling for you.
I am changing for you.
It's all for you.
      What will it take?
      What can I do to make you understand?
             I am NOT leaving!
             I am NOT her!
             I will NEVER be her!
*******   H E R

She broke you.
He broke me.
Talk to me.
    Help me help you.
She shattered you, and left me with the pieces.
He broke me, and left you with the shards.
    
Maybe, we can make NEW pieces.
Maybe, we can mend what they destroyed.
Help me, help you.
Let me in.
Lets build something new.