I Have No Words to Speak

I awoke, only to find my lungs empty
Through the night, so it seems I'm not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I'm breaking down
I think I'm breaking down

And I'm afraid to sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainties
That I'll never find the words to say
Which would completely explain
Just how I'm breaking down

Someone come, someone come and save my life
Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead
But now its like the night is taking up sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be? This misery will suffice

I've become, the simple souvenir of someone's kill
Like the sea, I'm constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul
As if the great divide could swallow me whole
Oh, how I'm breaking down

Someone come, someone come and save my life
Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead
But now its like the night is taking up sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be? This misery will suffice


Sleeping Sickness by City & Colour ft. Gordon Downie

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For A Change

I read the hurt between your words. Hear the brokenness in your voice. See the pain behind your eyes. My heart aches to make it go away, to make you whole again. If I could take your pain, your sorrow, take it all onto myself, I would do it without a moment's hesitation. To see you smile and know it isn't forced would be worth all the pain in the world.

But that's not something I can do for you. Not if you don't let me. With a heavy heart you rejected me. Blinded by emotion, I lashed out, made things harder than they already were. Classic me. But how could I hold it against you? You were right all along. It brought us both to tears, but you did the right thing where I did not.

But I still see that pain and if it makes me want to break down just at the sight of it, how strong are you to stand up to it? How can you act like nothing's wrong when you should want to hold your head in your hands? You are so strong.

Hold on, my dear friend. This too shall pass.