Holding your hand, but not too tight, <br />I might still want you to fly. <br />Reading your name as it’s carved on my wrist, <br />Only a scar like a useless white lie. <br />Going in circles, repeat the same words, <br />Let me hold you, feel like you’re tired of trying <br />To give me your love, maybe I’m paranoid, <br />Speaking of death, did you know, I’m alive. <br /> <br />You helped me, you loved me, <br />You gave me everything that I needed. <br />But why has it stopped, the way that you feel <br />About us…? <br /> <br />I see you around, I hear the same sounds, <br />The joyous laughs just for when you were with me. <br />And now that it’s gone, you laugh for your friends, <br />When I look in your eyes, you look back seriously. <br />Waiting for you, but you just wanna run <br />Away from my lips and this dream they call lust. <br />Jaded, I feel so unsatisfied, <br />Let me remind you, what you used to trust. <br /> <br />I want to, hold on to, <br />The way that we kissed when no one was around. <br />But why has it stopped, the way that you feel <br />About this…? <br /> <br />Taking these drugs they prescribe for you, <br />Forming into their mold, until it’s gone. <br />What they want you to be, isn’t yourself, <br />I know you’re the same girl with whom I fell in love. <br />But you’re taking in less, they’re giving you <br />More of this depressive, unwholesome lie. <br />Not giving up hope, you’re stronger than them, <br />If only my hope didn’t make you cry… <br /> <br />Life, so much easier <br />It used to be, when you weren’t so <br />Like a widow without wanting time, <br />Break my heart now, or give me back my <br />Girl.<br /><br />Christopher's Dead<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-not-take-with-seconal/
