Feeling so deep
Drowning in no sleep
Unless I am next to you.
So from here, my dear
What is it I am supposed to do?
Fill my feelings of loneliness with rapid warm tears and bruised fists?
Rid of my anger with horrid screams and broken things?
No, but simply
Ignore the depression with a lighter and some green
Avoid the anxiety with some tunes and you holding me.
The one thing that seems to help me hold onto my sanity
Yet, I still refuse to allow you to witness me in such distress.
Now darling, since I am no longer an emotional mess
Would you caress my bare skin after you help my weak self remove this dress?