Rescue Me

How can you heal when you enjoy the pain?
I don't want sunshine, I enjoy the rain
I'm used to being in a cage, I don't know how to be free
It might be too late to rescue me

I became friends with depression because it was the only thing that never left my side
I couldn't afford to pay for my mistakes, so they're here to collect my pride
She says she still loves me, but she doesn't miss me enough
But she calls me for a booty call here and there, and of course I pick it up

I Hide the fact i'm still completely in Love with her
She caused me nothing but pain, but I still see the good in her
She doesn't understand or care when I say I need a hug more than I need sex
The sex is great, but a hug and conversation would help me to bleed less 

I'm in a dark place, I get scared when I see a light on
But I'm trying to face the demons that I hide from
I need to cry, But I'm unable 
I'm such a mess, but I'd probably break if I become stable

How can you heal when you enjoy the pain?
I don't want sunshine, I enjoy the rain
I'm used to being in a cage, I don't know how to be free
It might be too late to rescue me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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