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?