when i met him

i cried and cried

as i fell to the ground

i tried to scream

but i made no sound

the pain that ripped through me

i attempted to hide

i hurt the people around me

and to friends and family i lied

i shut myself up

in a dark little box

my tattered soul

began to rot

but now im getting out

truly breaking free

and im slowly picking up

the little pieces of me

so maybe you can help me

get through my troubles

because ever since i met you

my reasons to live have doubled

you fill me with a sense

of better things to come

my battle is almost over

my wars are almost done