For as I stand still here
and look at you on this cold morning
and I wonder if only I had walked away.
Would I be such a mess with so many thoughts
flying through my mind at lighten speed.
Nothing is clean and I can’t grasp one thought
for my brain is starting to hurt as I fall down
and try to find comfort in this all.
Too much to handle and so lay here and stare
at nothing ,and I wish if only I had stopped when
the one and only thought popped into my mind
That changed everything and now here
I am pouring it all out and you stand there frozen
in time with nothing to say, and what good does that do
So I try to scream loud enough for you to wake up from this
But instead all I do is break you apart into tiny little pieces as
you explode right in front of me and every piece of you I loved
comes flying at me.
And then it all becomes too much and I combust
Into tiny pieces and I am no more, like you.
But, it’s all just a dream and soon I will wake from this
nightmare of my truth, my fears.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
(Inspired while listening to: If only sung by Dove Cameron on the descendants soundtrack)