Time has taken what you knew.
I still have too many thoughts of you.

Deep down dark where secrets reside.
Tangled in hope and swallowed in pride.

This time is harder and leaves me shaken.
We continuously welcome our mistakes again.

Closing my eyes, drifting to hidden hopes.
That your soul finds it way back to that person you know.

Your eyes they shine like they had always done. But allowing this confession does not keep me strong.

From the scars that you left and bruises you've earned.

Why do I want you, still so broken and battered? Cannot recognize this version of protected spirit shattered.

I can only pray and plead that my heart changes desire. And with that comes accepting your addiction in its entire.

The ***** and pains and price to pay.
Will catch up to your pride one day.

Needing that person I once new to come back around.
I refuse to put my first love in the ground.

Under the filth that buries the skeletons they've found.
Taking  regret in entirety and your words silenced of sound.

All I ask is you take this message as a memory.
So YOU can feel what it's like to be bonded to infinite worry.

To have love resembling scars that reside on your heart.
Your problem leaves no room for healing to start.