I wonder where I lost myself
Inside of you
Because of you
In everything I loved about you
I thought you were the end of me
But life couldn't let me go
Now I struggle to accept it
That I must live
Pieces of me are missing
Given away
Resting in the hands of those who couldn't hold me
Who didn't know how to love
But still my heart beats on
Rhythm slightly askew
Mentally, emotionally, physically scarred
Yet unable to give up on love
It's almost like a sickness
Heart disease, an emotional plague
And we crave it so
What masochists we are
Sadists as well, using it to hurt, damage
Push others away or down
Sucking out everything we need or want
Leaving them to fend for themselves
Driving it to the point of madness
Instead of nurturing to the point of bliss
Holding on, holding back, until inevitable destruction
Love is beautiful, we are ugly
