So Much for Stability

So much for being the stable one,
I can't save myself, let alone you.
In way over my head just trying to keep you alive,
with images of you in a casket flooding my head.
Under so much pressure,
yet I don't resent you,
not at all.

Razors dancing over my skin,
my whispered word- "don't"- carved into your wrist,
your tear-streaked face, you beg me to go.
I won't go.
Please darling, rest your weary eyes,
I'm doing the best I can
but I'm not strong enough
for two.
I know things aren't how they used to be.

Be still now, and sleep through one night
open your tired eyes
see the morning sun and know
that I care,
you are loved, you are beautiful,
and nothing you say
can change the way I see your face.