I've lost myself searching for other people
My map runs in circles
If I could just find a will to live I could live a life willingly
I'm trapped inside a small room in my mind with even smaller windows
Never giving enough light to push the silence out
I strike matches over and over hoping they will cast a shadow
I need some kind of cover from the monsters
I used to have galaxies in my eyes and gold in my veins
But everything is dark now and I've never been the same
If she could see me in my pure form she'd have to stay
Do I cycle through people or do people cycle through me
If none of us are growing how will we ever reach our needs
I just need you next to me
I'm no longer whole and I've made a mess of things
The blade still has too much power over me
Will I make it to 23
I lose myself time and time again
My only friends are the voices in my head
I've lost myself searching for other people
If I stop...


Who will come find me?