Mellow pills slipping from my fingers;
I'm helpless to your vacancy here.

I will waltz with your shadow.
But I don't really think I can dance.

Come home and teach me.

Rest with me.
Leave me in the end,
But come home.

Maybe I'm not yelling because I'm mad.
Maybe I'm just trying to make you hear me over the ******* swarming inside your head.

You throw grenades
in my direction and
then run away, leaving
me to try to make sense
of the rubble and dirt
you leave behind.

I've thrown you so many life jackets that you continually dig your nails into and break through. I want to save you, but you are sinking fast and the boat I'm on is slowly drifting away.
The only thing I could do is jump in with you, but then,

we'd both drown.

The way I feel about you terrifies me.
I have never felt this way before and I don't know that I can let myself, that I even want to feel like this. All I know is you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen and I think I need you in my life more than I want you there.

i would ask you to take me home but i don't know where that is anymore.
and this taxi looks more inviting than the arms that hold me now.
please let me go, because i could never be good for you and right now your arms feel so wrong.

i'm so lost. you used to come find me.
but i don't think there is much to find these days.

Just ******* Once
I Want You To
Hug Me First.
To Ask Me If I Am
Okay And To Care
That I'm Not.
I'm So Not.