darker version of yourself ,

everyday i wake ,

i am reminded of the less version myself that you need ,

i am reminded of how you want so much of me ,

i am reminded of how i am doing less ,

projections ,

i am deep under water ,

trying to save the bits of you that you have seemed to have lost ,

trying to save myself from the blame and hurt ,

while you just sit there and watch my efforts go to waste ,

drought ,

we become our darker selves when we fall in the wrong hands ,

wrong hands that were once right and meant everything ,

pure hearts and pure souls , getting dark ,

i knew from your eyes that i meant nothing to you ,

i still died at your point of view .