Talk of suicide and my fears of the institution
As I start to talk all my worst fears come out
Flowing from my mouth like the blood from my arm
Sitting on the bed my friend holds me tight
She tells me over and over, it's going to be alright
A breakdown on the horizon.
My breathing stops.
So scared of the future and scarred from the past.
My body starts shaking
Holding her hand as tight as I can
I just feel as if reality were slipping away
Finally a breath, a breath of fresh air
Slowly in and slowly back out
My friend wipes my tears from my eyes
Pulls the wet hair from my face
My breakdown slowly fading
Some of my fears subside
Finally the world stops sitting on my shoulders
Just for a second to catch my breath
All i have now is to say thank you to my friend
All i need sometimes is someone to hold me tight
For breakdowns are unbearable!
Love you Chelsea, and thank you i really needed u that night
For those of you who know how breakdowns feel I'd love to hear from you!
