And think I’m in a happy place,
But you can’t see what lurks beneath my skin.
Like cancer creeping through my bones
My heart no longer holds its own,
The darkness fills my being from within.
I don’t show pain in public much
For sympathy is such a crutch
And I don’t want to be seen as depressed.
But when I’m in a room alone
Such sadness like I’ve never known
Sweeps over me and will not let me rest.
The sadness that I feel inside
Takes all the joy, casts it aside
And leaves me wallowing in bitter strife.
So I stand on the precipice
And stare into the black abyss
That wants to pull me in and take my life.
You see me now this crumpled shell
And here you thought you knew me well,
My pain apparent now for you to see.
So will you take me in your arms?
Protect me from my own self-harms?
Or let me wallow in this agony?
Can your love make me feel all right
A beacon in the dead of night
Bring me back to the safety of the shore?
Or will you miss my outstretched hand
And leave me collapsed on the sand,
To die alone, unhappy evermore?
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