Save your pleas, no one saves the strays

Loving you is the most exquisite pain a soul could feel

The pain you feel in your heart,
of the little tiny cracks,
the burning of the hot tears
scorching down your cheeks,
simply is a nice reminder
that your heart is beating,
you're still alive

Think about this, you are always just one moment and one choice from changing your entire world and living a different life, for good or ill

Tired of the crap, tired of the blood, tired of the fighting, just wishing for it to end. Tired of uncertainty, tired of the fear, tired of counting the minutes, wondering if you'll make it through.

You think because I struggle with depression that I'm weak? Maybe it's because I have to hold it all inside to keep your world together

Sometimes the stories lie and love is the worst pain you'll ever feel

Wrapped up in so many lies, how are you to know the truth when you're slapped in the face with it if you've never seen it before?

Sometimes when I say that I'm ok I just want someone to actually see me enough to look in my eyes and tell me "I know you're not"

A mask to wear to hide behind, never show a chink, smile nicely to hide the anger, laugh cheerfully to hide the pain.