At the end of the quest for someone who knows just what it's like to find all your foes I find the one thing I needed all along is still waiting here for me to come along. But still I won't go. I think He doesn't know, but how can He not? There's something I forgot that I found long ago and to That I owe my last breath. So here I stand, all my options are depleated and I hit the ground as if I've been defeated, but I am oh so wrong and I've waited to long to let this end. I've been chasing a heartbreak and that's my mistake, but the chase is all I know and he stopped running months ago, and each time it ends I find that it sends me way down and there's no one around. But Someone is there and He can't help but care. Still I wonder "why" He just doesn't let me die for my foolishness. So as I sit down on the cold hard ground and willingly breathe the air that causes so many despair I wonder if there could be something more than the silence I used to ignore. I remember each day we would always say "One last ret and then no regrets," but the 19 before meant so much more. It can't be explained, the reason why we're chained to this lifestyle. If they knew what we saw, they'd understand this flaw. The sounds we used to hear are no longer fear but hate . . . isn't life great? I find that you and I are the only ones who cry but not with tears, just fears, and no one sees the lives that we've bore and all the times before when we tried to make it right but I guess we lost the fight because she's not here and it's not clear where I'm going . . . don't follow me. It hurts me everyday, what I can't say. I've let them all down; I'm lying on the ground and they don't even know it because I don't show. For them I fake a smile and it lasts for a while, but when I walk out the door my smile is no more. I was crazy it's true and all the while they never knew. If they knew, they'd understand why I can be so bland. But they can't see inside and at times I've cried, but for the sake of knowing you . . . I let it slide.

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