See Yourself

You look through the window

See the girl

As she slides

Down the slope

To where evil hides

She fails to see hope.


You touch the glass

Want her to see that there’s more

You want to hold her, tell  her what she deserves to be told

That her every heart beat is

Precious, Precious, Precious.



You try to scream to her, she can’t hear

She is lost; she thinks there’s nobody there

Searching for the dreams

That are so close, there at her fingertips

Hidden behind her problems

Those dreams are eclipsed

But she could still reach the stars

Hurt now, you know, you see the scars.


Friends and family reach out

You cry out for her to listen

Beg her to try

Your heart breaks

As you see her stumble

Take another tumble.




You see her shoulders ache

Weight of the world

Facing another heartbreak

She downs another bottle,

Determined to live life full throttle

Hoping her blues will drown

Racing down that destructive path

She can’t stop

Chasing highs to escape the lows.


You see caring friends throw her a rope

But she’s cutting all ties

Accuses them of lies

As if she wants to fall

You want to hug her, save her

Ask why? How could she not care

How can’t she see

Truly that this way

She cannot stay.


You plead that dark days don’t last forever

She has to fight

Even when that narrowing tunnel has no light

Yet she has no desire

Engulfed by the demons fire

Playing with the flames, to her its lustful games


The bottle begins to roll

The party slows; craziness begins to take its toll

You see her face

Much like your own except older

Worn like a faded picture

From a life that’s been torn.



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