The things that hold us down,
the things that tie us to the ground.

A past of heartaches,
a past of regrets.

All the things we wished we could have said or done.
All the people we wished we would have held on tighter to,
and the people we crave to talk to once more.

The tears that keep us up at night,
the tears that never seem to go away.
The anger that builds up right behind them,
and the sadness that overtakes us like a tidal wave.

The damage in our hearts,
scars we can't forget.

The pain we caused,
and the pain we were dealt.

The loneliness that keeps us boxed,
stuffed with things we can't make go away.

Because deep down inside buried breath the ashes,
we miss the happy times.
The things we loved,
the things we lost.

A scattered mess
he tries so desperately to hide.
No one knows his secrets,
and everything he fears.
Too scared to get close.
Too weary to open up.
What if it all crumbles
and he looses once more?
His mind is spinning,
and even though he wants to leave,
she convinces him to stay,
and around her his walls start to fall.
Sure he's lost before,
and he'll loose again.
Time and time again.
Love, friendship, innocence,
a stranger he understood all too well,
and someone he'll never meet,
but knows with all his heart.
It's an odd game life throws at him,
but he'll play it anyway.
Twists, turns, and everything in between.

A genius of the mind,
he writes with all the passion in the world.
Stories untold,
a masterpiece in the making.
But behind the paper a darkness shows.
His mind won't rest no matter how hard he tries.
And everything around spins out of control.
One moment is all it takes until he comes crumbling to the ground.
The high is there,
and suddenly it turns to anger,
then scared the next.
He falls apart,
hoping someone will pull him together again
before it comes to the point he can never return.

She's a dreamer,
high hopes,
and the world her oyster.
But behind her mask she holds a bruise,
too painful to show.
She isn't who you think she is,
the sparkle and high society nightmare don't reveal her truth.
Inside she's lonely and scared,
not quite sure of what she wants to be.
So she opens a bottle,
and drowns her sorrows,
mumbling every lie that was told to her face.
If only she could stop.
But she can't.
She's in too deep,
the bottle stuck like glue.

Two different stories,
two different people.
Some say they're crazy.
One minute up,
the next down.
But in the midst of healing,
she finds him,
a friend in the making.
And in a way he gets her.
Those lonely thoughts in her mind,
he knows all too well.
And even when he breaks down,
spirals out of control,
she's there without judgment.
He doesn't have to pretend,
and neither does she.
Though they are definitely not lovers,
they share so much,
and of course they have other friends who care.
But it's the silent understanding between them
that make this friendship extra special.

I couldn't bare to show you the me that I hated.
The person who I tried so hard to hide in the months I lost myself,
But I was trapped,
haunted everyday by the darkest of nightmares I locked away.

And in a burst of light,
you came with the key in hand,
taking my memories,
and opening my heart.
You didn't shred them
or try to make me forget.
You handled them with care,
and stood by and watched as I fell apart,
ready to pick me up at a moment's notice.
I wasn't okay and you knew that,
not caring one bit,
still looking at me with those same warm eyes.

And after all this time,
I finally realized I didn't have to hold the lock anymore.
As long as I had you,
I could show every scar,
every nightmare,
and every mess I made.
But I could also show the me that now wanted to heal,
that now wanted to be better.

Through my never ending doubts,
and all my wicked sins.
From every word that came out all wrong,
and the things I did that hurt you so bad.
We made it.
Even if my mind goes astray in some odd way,
you stay.
You're the reason my heart sores,
and the reason I break down and cry.
Before you I never would have broken down these walls.
And before you I never would have wanted to get better.
You came and showed me what love was,
with open arms and eyes that lit up me up from the inside.
Yeah, you showed me something I never felt before.
And I never want to loose that.

We collide like two waves in a hurricane.
Emotions flying through the sky,
but somehow connected like stars in a constellation.
I was right,
you were wrong.
You were right,
and I was wrong.
Together we fit,
though not quite with such smooth edges.
We are not the same,
so different,
and yet we became a pair.
Never wanting to be without one another.
Cause when we're apart the magnets kicked in,
and pulling us away is never so easy.

Two bottles,
one for you and one for me.
The pain seems to magically end,
but one is only a disguise,
and the other leaves me dry.

Two bottles,
One become the problem,
and the other seemingly fixes the underlying cause.
But in no way do either cure the things we have.

Two bottles,
and it's hard to stay away.
We don't want to be this way,
but it's who we've become,
and who we have to deal with.
Like some roll of the dice we were dealt with these odds.

Why us?
I don't know.

But maybe we can fight this.
You can throw away your bottle,
and I'll keep taking mine.
Maybe together,
we'll finally win.