False paranoia I must learn to control,
spilting splinters placed within my mind.
Trying to latch on to every postive thought
creating a safe place for me to wonder.
But still smoked in illusion,
persuaded of problems that never existed.
Vicious trickster to myself,
convinced that something has to be wrong.
It made me blind to the problems that burden you,
not thinking twice of the things your going through.
Turning positivity into false negativity,
I can only offer my sincerest apologies.
Hoping my words can be enough,
for you to forgive my madness,
for us to talk again.
I want to be there for you,
For us to understand each other
creating an everlasting pocket of happiness.
For us to be able to talk about anything that troubles us,
to be there for one another when nobody else is around.
I wish not to ask to too much of you,
I wish not to control you,
I just long for your presence,
because I feel empty without it.