I live my life With goals and ambitions I live my life Making choices I hope one day Will take me to That happy place I have always dreamed of
A dream, A never ending land of Joy and wishes that have been granted An endless stream of happiness that I hope will last forever
A dream, A strong will to live my life Knowing I did the best I could But those “what ifs” seem to be always around the corner Creeping on me whispering “what if, you’d never left” “what if you went back” And alongside those soft whispers Here she comes, my most devoted visitor Once again making herself at home In the deepest parts of me
She likes to be around me She knows each part of me, She knows all about my dreams and fears She loves to cuddle me to sleep But she doesn’t know sometimes she holds me so tight it feels like she’s suffocating me from the inside
So I cannot sleep and rushing through my mind There are millions of thoughts, of scenarios That I’ve created my entire life With plan A followed by plan B…C…D and E Because the idea of not having a plan Is ******* scary Because the idea of not knowing What’s next Is the end of the world to me Because I feel lost When I don’t know what’s next I feel lost When I try to make sense of things I yet cannot see So with my hands I try and reach out For help, I scream and yell Trying to find a way to soothe My racing heart, Trying to find an escape From this tightness in my chest But it’s always her That comes to me first and with her soothing voice She reminds me that it’s always been her and I and always will be
So that’s why I am trying to Get stronger to learn how to live Knowing sometimes her night cuddles are so tight I cannot breathe Why do you think I go to the gym? Besides for trying to put my mind at ease After hearing her whisper “54? that’s not the number on the scale we want to see”
Her whispers are so strong and clear That even when she leaves I lose sense of reality and I don’t know if the thoughts in my head are mine or Are just the footprints she left behind So I freeze not knowing what to do Too scared to take on the next move Too scared for her to come back And whisper “it’s always been you and I, and always will be”