Broken Letters
The disaster is growing before my eyes
The terror and trouble I fear
I have my fears to keep me grounded
with some air left to breathe
All I see is re(a)d all over you
The anger in those eyes
matched by mine
You'd never come after me
or so I feel
but I take after you
reverting back to my old way
lost in all my frustration
and crumbling the world around me
A few weeks down this path
and its already left its mark
If you love me you wouldn't leave
to teach me a lesson
But help me escape and heal
from all that I fear
I won't compromise to make only you happy
You said you're doing this for me
So it's either you or another
I thought you were on my level
not one above me
belittling me
wanting me to disappear again
I feel this way
lost inside
articulation just can't describe
I see storms and tornadoes
and you feel the aftermath
But did you know it's safest in the eye?
On my level
two as one
always and forever
as I've been told
This lapse of absence is debilitating me
Cause I never feel that hold
To be at the breaking point of one so predictable
If we can't get through this
not many will survive
natural disasters of natural feelings
"for children who were broken"
trying to mend and to heal
searching for a confidant
for eternity of time
Nights to think and ponder over
before I give in again
Will you come back to me
and find shelter in the eye of the storm
as my closest, dearest friend?
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