Contact.

I feel lost inside my head and it's hard to make sense of things.
I wake up from dreams and nightmares wondering if they were real or not.  Sometimes I can't tell.
If they all came true then I'd be dead and alive one thousand times over.
And life would be perfect and a disaster.
I'd feel everything and see in vivid colour, but feel numb and see in shades of grey.
You would love me and betray me in the same moment.
I would come home and be further away than ever before.

Maybe they're all just memories.


"There’s no reason to be afraid, though I know that you are.  You’re just scared of the changes that could fix your life.  You deserve so much more than what you’ve allowed yourself to be.  I wish you were strong enough to set yourself free."

If I could sleep then I wouldn't write.

"I'll love you in pieces.
I'll love you scattered all over the floor."
Sing me a song where you sing those words and make me believe.