Answer the Door

Gazing at your pretty eyes I can tell you hide tremendous sadness behind them.  Too scared to open the door inside you keep it locked from the other side.  Girl, I know you don't want a savior, but you could use a little saving.  Please don't turn to the shadows for cover.  We're all a little broken.  I'm captivated by your lovely smile, but I see past the thinly veiled veneer.  I promise you this the key to freedom is in letting in a little more love.  A little's enough.  You may be a little broken, but...

Disease

I have this sickness in my soul.  It grows a little stronger every day.  The thoughts grow a little darker, my actions bleaker.  It's a battle I've been fighting all my life, and it never gets any easier, never any better.  I've been looking for a savior in all the wrong places.  Desperately seeking a miraculous cure.  Distractions are many, but they only conceal the pain, never taking it away completely.  Nothing but a mere veneer.  Confidence is waning.  Hope is fading.  Everything seems surreal.  A...