i want you to pick my body up and hold it together with every ounce of sadness you have left in you so we can crucify ourselves at the cross of depression with hearts open to loving like never before

twisted thoughts form around how much you realise you care about someone during evenings that buzz louder and louder with each pressing word that passes your brain and i wonder how long it'll take until i scream in my sleep trying to call a name long forgotten by the walls of my room

and i'm running and running and running in circles to try to catch up with my own afflictions but they keep beating me to the finish line until i'm left so weak i collapse under the weight of every criticism i string out to define my cells to shoot my thoughts to shake my confidence and break my passion

you were a golden girl until you let yourself dull down; nobody likes gold if it can't sparkle.