Do they even see what you go through? They don't but I swear I do.

Behind closed doors, hidden in yourself, crying, as the pain in your soul threatens to eat you whole.

Tears fall as you pull yourself into a ball, closer and closer ,edging towards the brink of a fall.

A fall into madness, a fall into fear, a fall to end all the things you hold dear.

But hold onto me, I'll pull you through, across the gap between me and you.

Penned onto paper, my sincere wishes for me and you.

So dear, fear not as it really only takes two. To conquer the word and the ******* it puts us through.