Stop me from this madness that I have created. Grab my hand and yank me out of this circle that I have spun around me. Everything moving so fast that I struggle to keep up with. What am I doing, who am I deceiving? Is it me, is it you? Deep within this ache lurks of what I can not describe. You who I can not banish from my thoughts. You who I can not bring myself to open to. You of whom I wish could read my thoughts and unscramble the words that manifest inside my mind. Tormented by what can and can not be, jaded by those who have come before thee. I see your face before me, lips that I desire to caress mine, your touch so gentle yet disappears in time. just once, I wish you'd let your barriers down, long enough to make a crack in my wall and you'd say you would catch me if I should begin to fall..