I'm feeling low
but that's not new
I've been like this for a while now
but i don't let anyone see
not even you.
the man who said i could tell anything to.
if only that were true,
When i come to you with tears in eyes
are you really there?
When im broken on the floor
do you really care?
No,
you dont
i know this because i've tried
opened up my soul to you
bared my wounds
exposing my heart.
i've come to you
hands shaking
eyes damp
heart breaking
and instead of holding me
keeping me safe
and helping me fight my demons
like you said you would
you push me away
as though depression is a plauge
like a simple hug
or kind word
could infect you
and you'd be brought down to my point
the point lower than the bottom of the ocean
so as the blue encircles my heart
and brims my eyes
and leaves a
pain worse than a bullet wound
i hide
trying to heal myself
without your help
it's nothing new
I mean
I did it before i met you