Nothing worries me more
Than seeing your face and knowing that
You're not all there inside
You're living with a heartbeat but
You're barely alive
You are my beautiful wonderful friend
Torn down to start from the beginning again
And I can feel your pain wondering if it's worth it
To paint yourself into a red corner
Worthless
Not worth the time you spend ticking away
Counting the friends that you're missing each day
Missing in action and drowning in tears
And downing their miseries over the years
Spreading the doses to make it off clean
Not to be judged or hated or seen
As what they think that they see in themselves
Sitting, collecting dust on a hospital shelf
It makes me angry that they're going mad
Does it really matter that the pain is disguised
If they can't see the mercy that's not in your eyes
And a love with which they are never acquainted
They are forgotten and troubled and tainted