life and death

I'm sitting here with you weighing death and life,
With all I know at the end of a knife,
And I ask of you is it worth all the pain,
When you finally watch it all swirl down the drain,
A beating, beating, beating in your head,
Convinces you that surely you are dead,
But if you'd simply open your eyes you'd see,
You can be everything you want to be.

Sitting here with you weighing life and death,
I'm trying to teach you to appreciate each breath,
You've wasted enough time not living up,
And spent not quite enough not giving up,
I want you to see what I see in you,
What you could be if you tried to,
I'd tell you if you hadn't locked me out,
Putting everything you had on one single doubt,
If you'd only asked, maybe I would've told,
Then it all would begin to unfold,
Then we wouldn't be here with a wall in between,
Wishing we could say what we mean.

I'm sitting here without you weighing a death,
Holding onto the pain with every single breath,
Although you are everywhere I can't feel you anymore,
Although you were everything you're not what you were before,
I can't see your eyes or ponder your face,
I can't bare to go back to that wretched place,
Someday these wounds will heal,
Then I'll be able to feel like some of this is real.