i almost let my demons win
oh how i wanted to
they would stop breaking me
over and over again

the thoughts and  voices would have ended
never to come back again
but just when i thought it would be over
you showed me a way to stay

i put down the rope, the pills and the blade
and listened to your words
the demons might have won many battles before
but not this one

as for the whole war
i guess we will have to wait and see;

"I think I am losing my mind"

"At least you have a mind to lose"

Fearing every touch
Every intimate thing
Because of you

Fearing the way you look at me
Because maybe, just maybe it will happen again
And again

Fearing my own thoughts
Floating around in my head
At high speeds and the neverending cycle

My life
Never the same
Because of you

The girl who puts on a mask
Who is scared to tell anyone she’s hurting
She says “I’m fine” when they ask
The questions she’s been avoiding

Because they wouldn’t care anyways
All of the pain that she is in
All of the beating and pounding away
But that’s just one part of it

Her mind goes off to anywhere but reality
Because reality is too hard to deal with
And she’s suffocating and drowning
In her own mindless thoughts

These thoughts that appear and intrude
To her brain like a wave
The girl who is perfect
Because, obviously nothings wrong

The girl who puts on a mask
Who is scared to tell anyone she’s hurting

I write this on paper
Because words are too hard
Thy bring back the memories
That I wish were gone

I write this on paper
"Coping", I guess
My go-to source
For feeling my best

I write this on paper
Maybe one day you'll see
That I write this on paper
Because its killing me

Sitting alone, in the booth at the back of the tiny diner.  Staring aimlessly out if the window, watching, observing, earth's nature.  Sad-looking eyes, slumped over shoulders.  Not one word seps out of her slightly frowning mouth.  She sits as if she were a statue, her eyes glued to the fascinating window.

Blue.

But beautiful.

A boy carrying the same color of blue, walks into the diner.  Scans the room, avoiding any eye contact.  Until he saw the reflection from the window of the sad-looking blue eyes of the mysterious girl, sitting alone.  Walks over to her booth, and the color of their shared sadness evolves into a brighter blue, the mysterious girl finally looking up, the boy staring into her beautiful sad eyes.

And he thinks he sees her smile.