I remember thinking I had it all.
I was on top of the world.
WE were on top of the world.
Everyone was telling me to come down.
I didn’t listen.
Suddenly I was up too high.
The air became thin and it was hard to breathe.
Everyone who was once there,
telling me to come down.
They were gone now.
Tired of screaming at a lost cause.
I reached out for you,
Wishing you would help me.
And it wasn’t until then,
Looking into your eyes.
That I realized,
You weren’t an angel, pulling me up to make me feel loved.
You pulled me up, just to watch me fall.
You left me a mess. (via confounded-teen)