At ever breath I wonder,
Not knowing if you'll think of me or
Dream as I dream of

Taking your hand in mine and
Hauling you from your depression, your
Isolation, until you can finally
See me standing right here

In front to you, ready to
Scream my lungs out with rage over your

Jutting bones and see-through skin
Until my vividly cliché eyes
Start to glaze over with the drugs
Taken twice a day to heal the scars

That shouldn't even be there
Except to prove my
Existence on this dingy planet and I find that
Never without them you stand near
And watch me as I fall faster, faster to the
Ground, with your eyes
Expectant of me to

Live for you and die for you and
I find that maybe we should stay
Friends and maybe there is no happily
Ever after for us after all.