Have you ever thought that maybe I needed you here with me? That I needed your support because I feel like I’m constantly spiraling into somewhere dark, somewhere I’m not sure I can come back from? Have you ever thought that maybe I needed your help? Have you ever thought that while I’m the only one who can save me, I still need you there to hold my hand?
Have you ever thought that maybe this won’t end, that I might have to live on these chemicals to make me feel better because the demons in my head are bigger than my heart? That sometimes the quiet is deafening and I’d give anything to hear your voice again. That maybe if you saw all of this for what it really was, I wouldn’t seem so selfish to you. Maybe if you listened, for once, I’ll fall asleep feeling safe and I wouldn’t be so scared of the sunrise amymore. Maybe sleep would not be my only refuge. Maybe you could be my refuge.