Broken

Broken

I've had enough of myself
Thought this is who I am
But I'm afraid that
This piece of "truth" is gonna give way soon
To something so ugly
I'm afraid to find
Something behind that door
Skeletons of mine
Too many to hide

Falling from ten storeys high
A pedestal I built for myself
And yet this free fall doesn't seem to end
I can't take it anymore
Screaming for help
Bruises. punches. blows.
How many more? How many more?

The door bursts open
All of them fall out
The truth has come to light
I am not what I am
A façade I've painted of myself
With a magic paintbrush

That is how far away I am
That is how little I am
That is how weak I am

How can I return
How can you accept me
For who I am
This ugly sight
With cords of death wrapped around

But you saw this before anyone else did
And you saw how far I've gone
You saw how desperately I needed you to save me
And you did what you knew you had to do

Because it is not about
Who I am
What I've done
What I've made
How far I've gone
But it is
Who you are
What you've done
How much you've given

It is
Your love.

© ayxt 05.7.2008