it ate me..but..i survived.
somehow.
so, you can too..
everything thats biting your face off, your eyes out, your ears back, brain, mind, thoughts.
the anxiety and panic, anger and frustration, the fear and pain, the not knowing, the not understanding, the irritation, all the shit and bullshit and crap and dog vomit.
...deep breathes my clarey.
i love you
and i cant make it better
but i can hold your hand, i can hold you and kiss you
and tell you its going to be okay
because maybe hopeless hope is better than none at all?
we cant fix each other, but we can be there for each other
and i wanna be in this with you
make a door for these walls and welcome me in
because i wanna be a hand, or a word, or something that takes up space next to you in silence, if my company at least can make some difference of this shit not looking so bad...
i'm not going anywhere. xxx.
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