You only love me when I let you pull apart my peices

You have to be young
to disappear…
and healthy enough
to fall into the cracks
of a new tomorrow

You have to be young
to isolate…
and strong enough
to brave the winter
of a new becoming

Why do I feel so separated from life, so separated from myself, my soul?

I feel like I'm alone, yet surrounded.

What is this feeling of sorrow, the feeling of water in my eyes?

Why do I feel so guilty, for living?

I feel as if I'm separating, from everything and one.

In this life, as if there is something wrong.

Because so far, we have all been broken and separated.

Yet I don't want that for us, I want you to stay.

So please stay and, don't separate from me.