Cry on me-
As I sit on my pedestal of stone and loneliness,
Watching you cry out for help
I watch as you silently destroy yourself from the inside out
I wish I could help you, but every time I reach to do this, my hand slides
through you like a hot knife would through butter
I wish I could end your pain.
Take it away and rip it to shreds.
I wish I could let you cry on me instead of the night
I wish id had the chance to help turn you from this path of pain, blood and
rot
But then, those of us who don't really exist cant really do any thing can
we?
In my dreams, I still wish you could cry on me.