I just keep losing myself in my own mind.
I have a horrible imagination, that always leads my thoughts down the worst possible path.

I keep trying to tell myself everything will be alright.
Everything is going to be fine.
That this isn't something I should be afraid of.
That she's stronger than I am.

But I'm terrified.
And I'm too afraid to talk about it, although I really want to talk about it.

I'm pulling myself in the wrong direction.
I'm beating myself up over everything.
I hate this.
I don't like this version of myself.

You make everything a little bit better.
You help me forget the horrible things in the world, and you help slow my mind.
I'd be even more lost if I were alone.


I got lost in the current
The tide is pulling me down
And when I reach for your hand
I realize you're not around
I'm being pulled downstream
I can do nothing but scream
On my way out to sea
Can you hear me?
Or am I the only one
That's here to rescue me?

I don't like that.