"Pull me out, pull me OUT!"
You're screaming to be rescued.

"I'm drowning! Pull me OUT!".

You're screaming to be rescued,
But I notice you aren't swimming.
You're hardly treading water,
Barely even kicking.

I reach for your steady hands,
But you tremble when I'm close.
I'm screaming "I don't understand!"
As you breathe in through your nose.

"Pull me out, pull me OUT!"
But I can hear you giving in.

I became too weak to get out of bed
The same day you became
too weak to hold me.

Coincidentally,

The day before you gained the strength
to walk away from my voice
inside your head.

If you loved me so much
You would have known.

You would have known I don't like
Sugar in my tea

And that I can't sleep without my demons
Side by side with me.

That when I suggested no, I was
Hoping you'd agree.

You would have known I needed stability-
Not whatever this is you've given me.
I can't waste away my heart
on something so untrue,
I cannot give my love
to unfaithful you.

If you really loved me,
These are things you would have known.
I've no time for your apology,
Please leave me alone.


But let this be a lesson to you,
That cheaters never prosper,
And liars never grew.

Your hands were intertwined in mine.
Those days, your hair was messy, and as hard as I tried to comb through it, you managed to mess it up every time.
Those days, your skin was warm like the summer air, and with each night you wrapped me in your arms, I didn't know I was struggling to break free.
Those days are long since gone.

Your hands were letting go.
Those days, our lives were messier than your hair ever was, and we tried to clean up our acts to no avail.
Those days, your skin grew cold and took the texture of a snakes. With each night you wrapped her in your arms, even you knew it should have been me.
Those days are long since gone.

Your hands are lost in your messy hair now, your hands hold none but your own.
They don't reach for me anymore, there's no sign of the hands mine used to know.

I don't need you to tell me
Everything will be alright.
I learnt years ago,
This is a battle,
And I will fight.

I don't need you to stitch me up,
I can do it on my own.
I'm not who I was years ago,
When you had to tend my wounds -
I have long since grown.

I don't need you to hold me
Or even talk me down.
I outgrew that offer years ago,
When I still had some innocence,
When I thought you'd stick around.

I don't need you, I don't need anyone.
I've told you a billion times.
You should have tried this years ago,
And I might have changed my mind.

Talk to me when I'm lifeless,
When I'm cold and with my teeth grit.
Yes I needed your stupid help,
Why did I ever need to say it?

I know a girl
With a gasoline temper.

She warns me each day.
She's harmless without cause,
But flammable all the same.

I know a girl
With a gasoline temper.

I tempt her with sparks
And tell her I'm sorry,
But still she takes the blame.

I could write a thousand words to take your breath away.

I could write about your drive,
The ways you make me smile,
How you keep me alive.

I could write about your skill,
How your pen hits the paper with a spark,
And that it always will.

I could write about the colour of your eyes,
The way your tears hit the floor and shatter me,
And the part of me that dies.

I could write about forgiveness,
How you always have some in your pocket
And how I wish I'd need it less.

I could write about the scars on your skin,
The battles you've fought,
The way you never gave in.

I could write about your laugh when you're drunk,
The way it echoed in my ears
And the way my heart sunk.

I could write a thousand words to take your breath away,
Or I could simply tell you you're a mess,
And I like you that way.