I’m talking to multiple people,
Trying to fill the void you’re leaving.
Slowly growing more and more,
Deeper and deeper it becomes.

The people aren’t working,
Your actions are deceiving.
Just go on and walk out the door,
We both know your feelings for me are no more.

The void will never be filled,
It will continue to grow
And I think we both know
Why.

These people aren’t you,
And that’s the problem.
The only question is,
How do we solve it?

I love you,
but words never seem to work.
Maybe this time I can get it right.

I love you,
More than the sun adores the moon.
I love you,
And I hope to see you soon.

I love you,
So I plant this tree in dirt.
I love you,
And I’m going to make this work.

I love you,
So i water and care for this tree.
I love you,
And this tree shows the love in me.

I love you,
And the tree continues to grow.
I love you,
But the tree is slowly dying.

What’s going on in your mind?
I used to be able to read you
and know what you’re thinking.
But ever since the first time,
It feels like I met a different you.
Your eyes don’t show the emotions you’re speaking.

What are you thinking?
What’s so hard?
Why won’t you share?
Why aren’t we speaking?
Someone take out the shard
Out of my heart where it’s rested there.

Someone take me away.
I don’t want to be stuck here,
But I know that if someone were to take me away
I’d fight tooth and nail,
Using my dying breath to tell you how I felt.

In your mind,
The demons are hiding.
Don’t let them get to you,
Continue to keep fighting.
It’ll be worth it in the end,
Trust me darling.
You will finally understand what’s its like
To live life out of your mind.

people talk about being saved,
they make it seem so special.
little did i know that being saved by you
would make me go mental.

craving your touch
kiss
skin against mine.
anything to crave this aching from time.

oh to be saved again
maybe by someone new.
because i don't want to be saved
at least not by you.
not again.

winter dark and cold,
scared of what the season brings.
what once was last December,
isn't quite what it was before.

spring warm and bright,
peacefully happy with the season being.
flowers and vines grow from the dark abyss
that winter left in my grip.

summer hot and heated,
hating how the season begins.
the flowers and vines that grew
slowly die from the loss of water from you.

fall chilly and dusk,
fear slowly creeping in.
will this season be like last?
will i be trapped again?

Do you even talk about me anymore?
Do you still feel the way you used to?
Cause ever since the first time you walked out the door,
It feels like it wasn’t you
Who came back in.

There’s another one creeping in,
Behind you so you can’t see.
It’s like I’m trapped between the two
Choosing for you or for me.

I don’t know where we stand anymore,
Or even if we’re together.
It’s just awkward with you standing in the door,
I don’t know which choice is better.

Choosing you,
Or closing that door for now.
Cause I’m caught between the two,
And i just want to find my way out.

people ask what others are thankful for,
and they go with the generic answer of "my family, my friends, my home".
but what happens when
your family isn't there
your friends switch up
and your home is no where?