I’ve been near death more times than I’d like to admit
You see… Loving people comes with side effects
And when you’re addicted, they want to pull away
So you’re left in the corner of a dark room…. because they are all of your light
Knees to chest… something has to keep this heart from falling out
Rocking yourself to induce calm…. Motion helps. Anything but sitting still
And some how, you manage to draw closer and closer to insanity… Its imminent
I’ve been here too many times
And the bouts are not far between
Has been kicked….
And left for dead
But somehow, it still works
So I’m pushing my luck
I still love you…
I’m picky… and i still pick you
I still want to hand it to you, this heart, that you may do with it whatever you will
And lifeless as it is
It skips a beat at the sight of you
And pumps so fast that i hear it in my ears
Can you hear it?
Are you even listening?
I’m on life support
You’re my oxygen