3 a.m Nightmares

our resistance.

I know you can't see me
in a room full of beautiful strangers
You've got stars in your eyes
She carries roses, I carry knives
Come to me, you masochist
I know you can't see me
but come to me still

I know you can't see me
in a room full of tempting darkness
You've got tears in your eyes again
She carries tissues, I carry flames
Come to me, you lost soul
I know you can't see me
but I am here still

Her roses won't protect you from them
My knives will
Never will you be uncomfortable again

Her tissues may dry your tears
but my flames will lead you away from here
Never will you be lost again
Just see me and hold my hand

I am here still