You are the voices in my head
You are the snickering beneath my bed
The flashbacks,
The voices;
You are.
You are the moments I never want to live again
But you are.
You are my over and over
You are my blood, you are my pain, you are my why.
You are.
And you are the reasons my communication is impaired
Lips cold,
And locked.
You are,
You were
My emotion.
My unaccompanied darkness.
A thought to lay down to.
You were a highlighter to my paper,bolded
Any other words
As if, forgotten
But
You are my strength
And by that I mean the reason I can run,
Run away
There should be more to me than just you
There is
Oh, but you,
You are.
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC
You are the voices in my head
You are the snickering beneath my bed
The flashbacks,
The voices;
You are.
You are the moments I never want to live again
But you are.
You are my over and over
You are my blood, you are my pain, you are my why.
You are.
And you are the reasons my communication is impaired
Lips cold,
And locked.
You are,
You were
My emotion.
My unaccompanied darkness.
A thought to lay down to.
You were a highlighter to my paper,bolded
Any other words
As if, forgotten
But
You are my strength
And by that I mean the reason I can run,
Run away
There should be more to me than just you
There is
Oh, but you,
You are.
