You take it away then give it right back

Singing my heart out hoping it'll stop hurting.
Maybe if I just ignore my computer.
It'll all go away.

But the loneliness and longing still tugs...
And you use to be the person to make that all go away...
Why are you now the person causing it?
And yet, you are so sure that I'll feel better soon.
Do you really think my words were that empty?

"And i made a noise that sounded something like crying, oh one day you will go away from this, oh one day you will know we're men of snow we melt, one day."

Oddly, those lyrics seemed to fit.
But then I'll listen to another song.
And those will fit as well.

I feel like I don't do enough at work. That I don't try hard enough.
Am I being an over achiever?
I just want to make everything right.
Make everyone happy.
Why can't I still seem to do that?
I feel like I'm falling, slipping and tumbling.
Is my depression rising again?
What will be my savior this time?
And yet, I already know the answer.
Love.
Love is always my savior. And always will be.
I live and thrive off love.


"Incredible love, you kill me."

I want to be a superhero. I want to fly.
Soar above the clouds.
Cloud nine here I come.
I will reach them one day.
One day.
I'll do all that and more.
Then you'll see.
Everyone will see.

I have bumps running up my forearm.
They are annoying, and starting to itch.
Oh work, how I hate you and love you.
They are really small too.
Oye.
I'm dying.