Echoes in the deep
sounds like screaming
sounds like pleading
feels like bleeding
every single thought is stinging
I want it to end
not like that
maybe
it's not like that
but maybe...

If I'm quiet enough
I can hear your heartbeat
I'm not just living for me

But baby every single thought is stinging
echoes in the deep
it feels like I'm bleeding
echoes in the deep
can you hear me pleading
echoes in the deep
it sounds like the screaming is
coming from me

I smile
and I laugh
but quietly I mourn who I used to be

I joke
and I check in on you
but quietly
I'm losing sight of who I used to be

In moments of mental clarity
I can say maybe it's just in my head

But the past few days
in the dead of night
I constantly wonder if I'll really be alright

It feels like something is broken inside

I constantly wonder if I'll really be alright

if I were asked , are you okay
I would know not what to say
The way my feelings work
the way they ebb and flow
turns my headspace into an auditorium
full of noise
full of sorrow
full of love
with hopes for a better tomorrow
I guess I'll say I'm okay because
I've got to chase this wolf away
It breathes down my neck
It haunts every step
it salivates at the thought
of sinking it's fangs in again
and again and again
I'm hoping the meds take effect
like a huntsman
please release me from this beast
Until that time comes
I won't stop believing that I can be
free

When our eyes lock
every little thing stops
we danced this way a thousand times
a thousand ways
a thousand blinks
and yet it always feels anew
flowing and free

When our hands lock
every little thing is felt
we've touched this way
a thousand grips of passion
it always feels like
sweat and senselessness

Our tension, that exist
clear intentions, like lips about to kiss
with attention , I stand for you
without exception, I stan for you

I stan for you
in a thousand ways
I stan for you

I've seen enough of this place
all I want is home
I am done debating theories
of heaven
so tired of this hell
some hope has kept me waiting
it's time to break it's spell

Unless, you sing your song again
how many times have I come around after listening to your sound...?

It's been going on for a decade now.