I have wanted to write for days now ....
And have started a million times....
But each time the words fail me ....
And nothing seems to rhyme ....
If I ripped out my heart and you held it ....
Would you be able to feel my pain?....
Could you see that it is breaking? ....
Could you tell it just isn’t the same?....
If I pulled out my brain ....
And placed in you hands ....
Could you see the worry and doubt? ....
Could you understand my confusion?....
Are the need that I feel to scream?....
I know that you are grown now....
That you have a family....
I know you’ve made your choices....
And invited the demon in....
Yet I feel somehow I failed you....
That there was something I didn’t see....
Yes you know you have an addiction....
But do you know its killing me? ....
