I was the happiest person alive.
Until someone destroyed my imagination.

You're so far away.
If you were within reach, I would hug you forever.
I'm sorry I couldn't keep the promise.
I'm sorry I ignored it.
I wish I could hold your hand once more.
It's my fault that you left.
I know apologies isn't enough.
You said you trusted the wrong person.

You're constantly on my mind.
I keep remembering your smile that turned into tears.
You're gone, and I'm left alone.
I broke you in pieces.
Pieces small enough for the wind to blow away.
An awful memory left behind, within an awful feeling in my heart.
I know It should’ve been me instead.
You gave me your hand so I could save you. I gave you my love before you pulled me with you down.

Looking at the birds
Little girl thinks,
"How sweet it would have been
If I had wings."

Looking at the girl
Caged birds sing,
**"No birds would be flying in the sky
If humans got wings."

I want to yell across the entire universe, about
how close my heart is at exploding from the
constant pressure, caused by indestructible demons.
Demons that dance to the symphony of my broken dreams.

But if I really got the chance to speak up
my mind, I'd rather sew up my lips
so no pitiful words of hope can interfere with
the reality that kicked me down in the first place.

Having someone to care seems more scary than the
endless hole I'm falling through; My last cry for help
is now dying in my throat, mingled with the other
unspoken opportunities of a better life.