How do I tell the world I'm not alright?
How do I tell my lover I don't feel his light? How do I speak my truth in a room full of lies? I want to be alright.
I want to be alive.
I want to live my life.
So how do I tell the world I'm not fine?
How do I tell my lover our light faded out?
I snuffed out the flame with a simple blow.
It lost its oxygen when the ground swallowed it whole.
I dropped it in the ocean when I reached in to save someone else, that someone else then dragged me under.
Now I'm flameless.
Now I'm loveless.
Now I'm hopeless.
I speak my truth to an empty room.
And in this empty room my words do echo, they echo with great force that make me feel at peace with my suffering.
I told my truth.
I told my lover.
Now I tell the world.
Help me.
For I am sinking.
Help me.
For I am fighting an endless battle with myself.
Help me.
For I cannot help myself.