In the Dark

Here. Here I go. One day at a time
And I know if I keep my head above the water
Then I'll have a chance at swimming back to shore
Torn. Torn in two. Twist the knife. Strip the screw
I'll be fine. I'll heal in time. Convincing myself that
"It's not a part of me. It's not important anymore
It's just a memory and I have long since shut that door."
Mine. Mine for keeps. I still feel sick and it's been seven weeks
I miss your face. I miss the glow
What's the point in leaving to begin with
When you never let it go. "It's far away from me
A distance larger than the pain"
I try to tell myself, but the more I try to
Scrub away the stain the more I want to be there
Yet something whispers,"Look where you've gotten on your own
Thus far, alone and in the dark"
Nobody knows your name. Everything looks the same
At least I can share my pain