Dying Pieces

You once told me it would take pieces of me,
And now I see the hell you tried to show me in your eyes.
The sight of you losing your mind in my driveway
Should have shown me the truth behind my world of lies.

You once took my hand and pulled me from the dark
With only the words "don't fucking lie to me"
I'm watching you die as my heart is breaking,
And I don't know if it's for you or these hollow parts of me.

Longing to long for something is what echoes in my chest:
The aching to wear you on my skin glowing in the sunshine.
I cannot save you, but I don't want to be without you.
Letting you go and pulling you close are both written in these mixed manifested signs.

My puzzle pieces are scrambled and missing
And a few of the corners are torn.
The darkness of the silence of the solitude of this house
Screams to me that I shouldn't have been born.

Like an anxiety stricken stomach and a swimmy head
Stumbling off the violent carousel from where I was tossed.
It's here I feel the spinning was better
Because in a blackout I can't see all that I've lost.