The fear of falling apart
Has its hold on my heart.
Even when I give everything away

Fears of falling apart still stay.
Everyone cries
As the angel dies,
Reminding them all

Of the chance that apart they shall fall.
Falling and falling,

Faking and crawling,
Alone in the dark,
Leaving nothing, no mark,
Losing all hope,
In despair’s willing “help” do they cope.
Never say that all is lost.
Giving up: what’s the cost?

Another opportunity is ripped away,
Pretend that you’re fine for just another day,
And despair’s greedy words will not reach your heart.
Remember to love, because it’s an art.
Thinking of feelings will replace the fear of falling apart.