Dillon Crawford - What Makes You Wake Up?

The bottle, the pills, the pain and the joy
People talk about the ways to fall asleep
Asleep to that dream land
Where the bottles pills pain and joy, all coincide
All meet for the endless fusion of happiness.
But this has been talked about to the end and back
Instead I wish to ask for not what made you go to sleep
But for that that made you get up.
I used to rise for naught but another shot at that bottle.
That bottle that would be the death of me
For it is only then that I visited the land of Honalee
The land of joy and happiness. Away from my pain
Hell ill drink to that.
But there must be a better way
For this is my one way ticket to the only hell I shall never escape
It was then that out of the corner of my eye
I saw a flash of black touch my world.
The flick of black hair.
The stare of brown eyes.
It was then I saw you.
Only you who could listen to my life and not leave
Only you who could counter me
Make me need not only you,
But need to mend, yet not bend your past
The pain was never lost on your worrying eyes
Never reflected back upon the gates of my hell
You held my burdens, held my worlds
Only you who could become my Atlas
Only you who could need me to need again
Only you who could cause me to trust again
Only you who could replace the bottle
Only you who could cause me to wake up in the morning
Only you who could finish me.

Dillon Crawford

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