Slowly emptying
What use to be this disease
What use to
Hinder the way that I breathed
Frequently leaving
Tiny marks all over me

That only
I could see

And I hate to feel the need
To want to see you with me
But you are not
What I need
Time showed me
How you just let me bleed
Let me cry
Beg
And plead
For this addiction
That was
Never fully given to me
So I just attached myself
To feel free
But in the end
I lost
More than just me
I Lost control

Gave into lies
That I knew weren’t truths
Dove head in
To the cycle of the broken yous
Trying to fix something
Unfixable to you

I remember
When you said Mama
I love you
@ that moment
I thought love could never feel so good
But @ the same time
I voluntarily played your fool

Does that make it
Wrong to throw a fistful of tears
@ you??