Faitful Disguise

Holding on as tight as I can as you slip right through my hands. In search of solid ground but theres none to be found. A book so hard to read your pages stricken with disease. I face it everyday.....everyday. I know it's hard sometimes to convey who you truly are a ghost lost in so many hearts. Faithful was only a disguise pulling the wall right over my eyes so lost in the feeling of wanting something more I forget what it is I came here for. Hiding behind whatever I can so afraid to stand. Distance seems to do me good when all I want is to be closer to you. The words have lost all meaning a sort of torture I'm used to feeling. Drag my broken body hold me so very closely