We Became The Mad Men

Don't Cry

The years have come to pass

Maybe your memories have faded

Wiped from that beautiful mind in a moment of anger

Of the days I'd lay myself bare - not with words like today

But with a sword and armor, my smokescreen

Hiding can be the ultimate vulnerability if it's for the right reason

Shielding myself with violence turned inward

My willpower seems to waver in front of you, dark one

In these recent days, I've found myself wandering back in time

Whenever pain strikes, sharp as ever, I stumble back to old habits

Or is this me just giving up

Hoping the fear will ease if I give in

My head may be lighter - what bad could a distraction be?

Maybe it's for comfort

The familiarity of the past mingling with the relief of temporary suffering

Whatever it is, I seem to have a weakness

Somewhere inside, I want to crumble

Fighting is proving to be more difficult than joining

And I long to see my friends on the other side of the canyon

In the future, when my fate has been decided, I hope to go back in time

Hug my former self and say

"Hush little one. I did this for you"