I'm searching

Searching for something to fill the emptiness

That only they can fill.

The darkness that encloses me

Wraps me in its cold arms,

And puts me to sleep.

But the darkness doesn't give me 

Sweet dreams like you do. 

I like to think you're my medicine

That numbs the crippling pain in my chest.

You're the half of my heart

That isn't missing.

With desperation, 

I'll throw the other pieces to you

And hope you figure out the puzzle.

But when you put them back together,

It makes a picture I'd rather forget.

So I break my own heart and

Tell you to try again.

I watch you work to death

To fix the unfixable.

It dulls the edges, though.

So the knife they dug in my back

Can't cut me.

Even if it did,

You'd be right there with your remedy.

But even that stings when you put it on.

Just remember I'm always counting on you

To be the break in the fever.

It's something I can't snap out of,

But it doesn't last forever.

Just numb the pain.