A little electricity in my veins
will momentarily rid me of the pain.

It will make me forget that I am broken
and it will somehow fill the wounds that
are still fresh and open.

But then it will soon fade away-
eliminate that short-lived bliss,
until all that haunts my mind is you,
whom I so dearly miss.

A constant echoing of your voice
inside my head- it never goes away,
am I alive or dead?
I can't be dreaming because it's all so real,
but I can't be awake either because
you're all I feel.
You're gone- it's over, why can't I
just understand?
I'm sinking, I'm sinking, knees deep
in the sand.
And I need you to save me, to help me stand
so why, just why, won't you give me
your hand?
                                                          m.n

Weakness is a nuisance that travels
alongside everyone,
similar to the skin on their very backs-
It holds you down when you need to fly
and keeps you there in that
dark place
that you have tried so hard to escape from.
It turns those always-glimmering eyes
Into lumps of coal sunken in your face;
It rearranges that toothy grin into a less
than impressive frumpy slant
plastered below your nose.
Oh, don't you see? It turns your gleaming
aura into a dark, black vortex of emptiness.
Weakness is a nuisance that consumes you-
weakness is you.

If you were a star
I would gladly be your night sky
So you could lay stretched out on me
And glimmer with your brilliance
For all the world to see-

If you said you were sorry just know that
I would forgive you, again and again, because
I do not care about myself
And if you came crawling back just know that
I would take you because
I know I need a little help

Blurred visions of who you once were
haunt my every thought-
A mosaic of memories scattered within
my brain
That are nothing more than hidden lies I keep
telling myself
To one day, someday, feel okay again