What can save me?

~Reload~ A choice, both appealing and difficult.

What can save me?

The word of a friend?

The kiss of a lover?

What will stay the blade on my skin?

 

Nightmares plague

My dreams

Making sleep a fear

And something I scorn.

 

Horrors plague

My few memories

Plummeting my mood

And challenging my acting skills.

 

But what can save me?

What will keep the blade away?

A friend's caring hug?

A girlfriend's loving touch?

 

I try so hard to keep my promise

And to find something else

Sit ups, crunches, writing, drawing…

They're working less and less.

 

I'm terrified

But ingrained habits

Won't let that show

So I'll have to stick with what I know.

 

I'll hide in broad daylight

My tears covered by laughs

Hoping no ones sees them

Praying someone does

 

I can't pick up the phone

Or come right out and say it

It's a feat that's impossible

Making me fear this is relentless.

 

Because I don't know

What can save me anymore?

Is it her?  Is it you?

Will anything stop the blade?