Getting Past This Alone- A poem

I'm the wound you inflicted so deep

Now I'm the one who haunts you in your sleep

I'm the little shadow that hides beneath the bed

I'm the scattered voices that echo in your head

I'm the scraping; that knocking on the wall

I'm the hurt you breathe and I'm waiting in the hall

So look at me and, restrained for air

And plead to me, show that you care

And dream...cause tomorrow is the day

Tomorrow is when you can wish it away

Aware of it all the time

But I go on just living blind

Losing steps as the time goes

Where I'll end up I never really know

Close your eyes pressed to the glass

That's shattered like the dreams that pass

Left broken smeared across the ground

And forgotten with no sound

So look past all the irony

Embrace the hidden harmonies

And just take a second to believe

While there's still time to find and be

Don't have to drown in sullen ways

Can close your eyes; pretend today

A new start; refurnished home

A place to get past this all alone