A story told
Through different eyes.
If only I could say that
I wouldn't cry,
But it's like walking through
A room with a broken light,
Looking for the shrouded switch
Hoping that I won't
Break the stitch
Which is holding me together.

The stitch will always break,
That which keeps me sane.
"I need you to walk away,
Please, for my own sake,"
I will always say,
But understand that I need you,
I need you for
You're my sanity's glue.
But it's something
You already knew,
Words I hid from
Becoming the truth.