Without you,
I’d be burning in my personal hell,
twisting and churning,
listless and yearning for someone to save me.

You’re my angel, and you set me free.

Without you, all I’d see is black.
I’d destroy myself, and there’d be no going back.

There’d be no me, just half a soul,
a darkened mind, and an endless hole in my life.

My will would slowly erode,
my inescapable self-loathing
entangling and ensnaring all hope,
daring me to implode.

My love, you’re my strength to go on
when I think that all hope is gone.
But you don’t let me believe that ever.
The doubt that tries to grab me,
you sever that crushing grip.

You give me a peace of mind,
a clarity of thought I could never find,
and my world isn’t dark anymore;
I can finally see who I am,
the true me.

And I wouldn’t have that,
not without you.