I think I am addicted to what hurts me the most,
What scares me most.
I hit all my walls down, each waking moment I spent with you.
You leave me know choice but to ask.
I finally found my voice.
Do you want to be here or not?
I'd cry under each dying star if you stay
And be flying with the stars if you go
You know this to be true, I'm no longer hiding it from me
The days are easier that night
When the stars appear and the darkness comes
My fears rise, they awaken
And I start craving more pain.
With you it will remain my main power source.
©carynhawes
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