I have a million hands reach out to me
Each one with concern for my well being
Yet cold, alone, and empty is all I feel
I can taste the salt from my own tears
Feel the pain that trickles throw my veins
As if it were a shot of morphine
The silence surrounds me
It captures me in a cocoon of self torture i can't seem to rid myself of
How desperately I want to cling to the light as it slowly fades
But this darkness calls to me
And I follow further into despair
As if I were enchanted
As if I were bewitched
My inner cries sending chills up my spine
As I look at my reflection and get lost in a trance of what it yells out at me
Taunting me
Daring me
Let me find peace in this place
So hard to find
Yet still I seek it out
I appear strong on the outside
But I am weak
Tell me
Who is truly there to comfort me
My glass cage slowly cracks and when it breaks free
There will nothing left to stop me
No one left to protect me
From the one who causes me the most pain
My number one enemy
Who knows me better than anyone else,
Myself...