just when things were going right again...
though its miles away,
see the wreck it will cause,
the happiness it will take.
the way it will make me
drop to my knees.
the way it will make my world
crumble and quake.
i know its coming,
it has to, it always does.
i let it get the best of me
over and over again.
so let it steal the rest of me,
theres not much left to take.
i bring it on myself i guess.
dont know how or why.
fear, and memories..
hollow memories,
of the ones before,
of the pain,
of the piece of me youll take.
please dont blame me for being scared.
theyve all taken their own piece.
and im afraid of running out.
if i let it win,
if i give in,
whats left to keep me here?
to keep me real?
scraps and shards,
and a broken heart.
no life, no breath,
nothing to keep me
from screaming for death