Danny Jones

And there’s another tear
 

It's all right here
just inside my eyes
and right beneath my heart
and I'm lost
and just not sure
on when I'm supposed to start
to let it run free.
I need to cry.
I need to bleed.
and to stop asking why.
I really want to be free.
I just need to breathe,
but if I breathe in
as deep as I should
then it's all gonna come out
faster than it should
and man it would feel so good
but I can't.
Don't ask.
I don't know.
To be mad and sad
and then glad
that I'm feeling
and thinking of what I should do,
this is a good thing right?
Then why did I just wipe
away that single tear.
Why do I choke up
and hide inside the fear?
Damnit. There's another tear.
They creep out one by one
and the pressure seems to give
and I can breathe a little easier.
I'm spinning and the stains
upon my face are probably
all the answers that I need.
Thankfully I have no mirror
to stare back into the
soul that's deep inside.
And there's another tear.
Soon. Very soon. I have little choice
before the voice unleashes
all the screaming deep within.
Don't lose faith in me.
It's alright if I bleed.
Cause it's true and good and real.
I just want to breathe.
Can I? Please?
Will you? Please?
Hold me.
And there's another tear.