Bled Myself Dry
I was there when you cried
Since I saw you on that day,
On the saddest day,
I have felt a fierce protectiveness
For when a heart was too big for a body,
It left us, and left us lost.
When strength turned into a thin whisper,
And a vibrance to a mist...
When life showed once again, its fickle and cruel side.
And then it was over, and they cried, and I cried.
I still hurt for them,
And want to put them somewhere safe,
That would guard them from what lies ahead,
Too many hurricanes have blown through their house,
And I don't believe it can weather another, or even a heavy rain.
So I tried to tell you that I loved you, as a lost child...
And that I saw beyond the strong facade,
So when I fight for you, it is for this.
I have driven myself to many insanities,
For either I care too much, or care not at all...
I have piled on the anguish and regret,
And filled my heart with doubt and shadows,
I have given myself no rest, though repentant and changed.
But for you, for all of you, I would stand up and be better,
And I tried, but you couldn't see it... or didn't want to.
It only reminded you that I was there, and had cried with you.
Take this burden off of me!
Have I not bled my veins dry for a second of your happiness?
Have I not cried away the joy from my body?
Yet you mock my love, my sadness for you.
Instead of accepting my protection, you exploited it.
If you saw into my heart you would know that I only longed to give you shelter,
That I carried around this weight for you,
That I never forgot, that though angry now, I am still sad for you...
Yet you have made a fool of me.