A dress for every me
I couldn't be with you

Tears
" They are precious "
" Dont waste them "
    But what if they get heavier
    and bore into your heart?
    You'll be falling in the hole too deep
    Instead do yourself a favour
    and let your tear ducts speak
    That's when you'll find a little relief.

He was my Anchor,
That grounded me with feelings of bliss and excitement.
Not until he cut the ties of hope,
And let me sail in this sea of sadness.

Insecurity.
Hold it until the
Alcohol takes over
And the courage you
Hide from all
Spills out like
Oil from ruptured,
Rusted pipelines.

Insecurity.
I hold it like
A security blanket.
Being high takes
All of my courage
And lulls it to
A whispering halt.
Let go.

ready to give it all up,
ready to let you go,
when did it become so easy?