another panic attack
another day of fighting the demons alone
my heart breaks a little bit more each time
that i think of a life without you.
i lie in bed with tears streaming down my eyes
whilst my heart bleeds and calls out your name
but i get no answer,
and even if i did
then i wouldn’t reply
i wouldn’t know what to say to the pain in your bloodshot eyes.
i hate that i love to need you
and my body aches
my soul pleads
to forget this war of us against the world.
we have finally put down our weapons
and stopped trying to heal each others wounds
because we know that we need to focus on our own,
even though we don’t want to.
i pray that you find peace
and i pray that i find peace.
it’s a tragedy
and i’m sorry that i couldn’t save you
and i’m sorry that you couldn’t save me
from the devil
i want to runaway
or never wake up again
because i’m already dead