My Beacon

Darkness, it is all around me
It lingers, waiting, in my mind
And when it feels my weakening
It digs its claws, and this is what I find:

My confidence is non-existent
I've become a hollow shell
And if I believed in heaven
Well, they'd send me straight to hell

The skin I wear is made of tinted glass
Fragile, breakable, but you can't see inside
But brush it with your finger,
You'll watch it shatter, leaving nowhere else for me to hide

I cry tears of bitterness, my waterworks of paranoia
I want love, affection, and understanding
But I'm like a child,
Pouting, hysterical, and evermore demanding

I've lost myself in a twister of emotions
And I'm spinning round and round
I reach into the whirling darkness,
But I'm nowhere to be found

I can't expect you to comprehend
I know I'm a disaster
But knowing that you love me still,
Makes me better that much faster

You're the only medicine I need
My only consolation
And in this darkness that I weave,
Baby, you are my salvation