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Confessions To You

I have been awake for days. Trying to write this confession down. Every word I write is broken, And I am crying out to you! I am sorry I just can’t help myself. I keep on speaking these words, But everything I do seems to make it worse. I can’t get her back in my arms, Yet I can’t seem to do anything, anymore. Please, Lord I don’t want to be alone tonight. I wish I could pray and the heartache will go away, But this seems to never end. This is in my heart, This is in my head. I have walked to find only my lungs and teeth, Lying on the floor in front of me. I am wondering around having no heart to breath. I have found out that my dreams aren’t what I am used to seeing. And I think I am breaking down. I am distracted by this love, And there is nothing my human hands can do to break free. I am afraid to sleep because of what haunts me. It takes over my thoughts until I am surrendering to my dreams. I am left crying with nobody, but God to see. I wish I could walk away and say goodbye, but Even after praying these dreams take over me. I wish I could see her face and all the pain would wash away. It doesn’t matter what I say to her nothing completely explains How I am breaking down. Someone Come and Save My life! Please Lord take all my worries and fears. I have become a simple image of someone’s kill. The pain still hurts more than it ever will. I am addicted to my change, I am obsessed with these pills. I have nothing left to hide. I am stuck with heartache inside. Please, Lord come inside, and Heal me from the inside out. Come and Save my life! Maybe I will sleep tonight, but I hope this misery won’t survive. I hope this knife will stop turning inside. Someone come in and Save My Life! For what I have done I am not proud. I got to be honest now. I thought I could escape, but The waves have caught up to me. It’s seems I have broken my knee’s And there is nobody here to help me.

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