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This is about how painful it is to watch somebody you love do a 180 and head straight towards rock-bottom without even glancing back. It's about how you desperately try to pick up all the pieces and pull them back but they're too far gone and the pieces are too small or scattered and you just CAN'T anymore. You can't help, you can't try, you can't handle the pain. And it just becomes so much and you watch them break and you watch yourself break and you both just remember how easy it used to be and how our biggest concerns were for love or for throwing our friend who has never had a birthday party one humongous, amazing one. But you have to accept where you are, even if it feels like the pressure is going to snap you in half.

That is what I have been going through for about 4 months now, and I just had to write about it. I don't know a better way to deal.

A damaged soul
Weak and used up
Trying desperately to hang on
That’s what you were

Sweet but without innocence
Always sewing the pieces
Holding firm to belief of a new tomorrow
That’s what you were

A repaired soul
Strong from the scars
Standing firm to help you up
That’s what I was

Innocence gone, hope remained
Handing you the pieces
A smile planted on a face
That’s what I was

A corrupt soul
Hurt and uncaring
Tumbling towards the ground
Excitement in every feature

Faith gone
Innocence burnt away
A heart filled with hatred
Thinking everything is a lie

That’s what you are

A desperate soul
Strength failing
Clawing at your arms
Trying hopelessly to bring you back

Hope shattered
The pieces confused and scattered
Attempting to sort them
Face soaked with tears


Missing you
Supporting you
Trying to lead you back
Without any guide

That’s what I am

I wish, you wish
For those days
Everything was so much
Simpler

Happier
With smaller problems
But this is reality
And we’re both breaking

That’s where we are.