Rescue Me
Rescue me,
Tell me it's almost over now
Rescue me,
From myself
So far deep,
Though I cannot see myself
Who is this person?
Can she hear my cries?
Who is this person?
Why am I trying not to break inside?
Rescue me,
From the feelings of myself
Rescue me,
I am not supposed to feel this way
When all is said and done at night,
I roll over and try not to cry on my side
You are my poison I cannot seem to take,
That stack of books,
Piling up beside my couch
One more page,
I swear I will be done
One more tear I try not to cry
You softly brush against me,
I try not to pay you no mind
Your touch like daggers,
Slowly drawing the line
When the night comes will it be enough?
To hang on to this stupid thing called love
You turn your head the other way,
Your name comes out,
Burning like the overnight vodka
I slowly drink away your memory,
The alcohol lingering on my cheek
Tomorrow, I tell myself it will not mean a thing,
But in my head
I am screaming
Begging you to rescue me
Wondering how long it will take you to set me free
A flash of light,
A single brush of the skin goodnight
Small encounters that should not mean a thing,
Though in my head I am begging pretty please,
Say you will rescue me
Begging you pretty please,
Won't you come set me free
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