I'm so scared,
I'm so alone and tired,
I feel small and defeated.
All I want is you,
I want you holding me like you used to,
The feeling, when I was in your arms like nothing could go wrong,
Nothing could hurt me.
Then again at the time I didn't think the "nothing" would turn into a "no one".
It would turn into a person,
Someone who would push me,
Who would hurt me and,
Who strangled the strength out of me,
The confidance I have worked my whole life to achieve.
I let my will spill and leak from me as I drank,
And drank.
My answers slowly reflected the toxins I was consuming,
Easier to swallow as the night went on.
I feel nothing.
I am nothing.