Behind All the Pain

The silver is sharp and the promise is thin,

You’re a hollowed-out room with no light left within.

I’m searching for clues and for any small clue,

’Cause the person I see isn’t someone I knew.

You’re a ghost in a mirror, a stranger in skin,

Just a casualty waiting for the walls to cave in.

I’m watching the color bleed out of your eyes,

Trading the truth for the sweetest of lies.

You’re drifting so far where I can’t hear you breathe,

And I’m terrified now of the person you’ll leave.

So let me be the anchor when the tide pulls you deep,

I’ll stay awake for the secrets you keep.

I’ll carry the mountain, I’ll swallow the rain,

If it means I can find you behind all the pain.

Please don’t slip away, it’s not too late,

Just take my hand, I’ll meet you halfway

You’re kneeling at altars of silence and stone,

Navigating a world that you face all alone.

You drink down the ocean to quiet the fire,

While I’m tied to the tracks of your jagged desire.

I’d bleed out my spirit to help you find rest,

To pull through the storm and the weight in your chest.

I remember the summer before the world blurred,

When "forever" was more than a half-whispered word.

Your laughter was solid, your hands were so steady,

Now I’m holding a casket I’m not even ready—

To bury the version of you that I love,

While you’re chasing a numbness you can’t get enough of.

One more hour.

One more night.

One more lie to dim the light.

I’m losing you.

I’m losing us.

Into the wreckage and the dust.

I’m watching the color bleed out of your eyes,

Trading the truth for the sweetest of lies.

You’re drifting so far where I can’t hear you breathe,

And I’m terrified now of the person you’ll leave.

So let me be the anchor when the tide pulls you deep,

I’ll stay awake for the secrets you keep.

I’ll carry the mountain, I’ll swallow the rain,

If it means I can find you behind all the pain.

Please don’t slip away, it’s not too late,

Just take my hand, I’ll meet you halfway

I’m holding the lantern, I’m braving the storm,

Trying to keep all your memories warm.

But you’re locked in a cycle that’s swallowing mine,

Trading forever for one more time.

Look at me once, through the fog and the haze...

I’m still right here, and that’s where I’ll stay.