Bed of Black Roses

Drowning

I keep having dreams about you... wonderful dreams. Even if we dont speak all my thoughts of you are wonderful. In my dreams, you hold me. You hold and tell me everything is ok... but that's just it. It's a dream and it's not ok in real life.

Call me crazy but I know what I felt. I know you felt it too. The fear consumed you and it pushed me away. Call me crazy, but it wasn't just kindness. I know it was a bit more. More than we both anticipated but things happened for a reason.

You are suffering. I am suffering. We are both drowning in our pain but as long as I had you, I could swim to the surface.

I want to tell you I'm sorry for being selfish, but would it matter?

I want to tell you how much you mean to me, but doesn't that make me sound crazy?

I want to tell you don't be afraid, but would that change anything?

I want to just reach out, but would it fix anything?

I been drowning in my tears. Drowning in my guilt. Drowning in my fear. Drowing in my pain.

I miss you, but it makes me look insane... because we barely know eachother....

But we were brought to eachother for a reason.... I don't know what for but we were... the connection we shared was undeniable.

I don't know anymore. I just keep drowning in my thoughts. I'm trying to keep hope... but what's the point?

I'll just drown in my tears, in my pain, and suffering until I feel nothing anymore. That's probably for the best right?