When It's all a mess,

but the issue is me

when I search for a cure,

but It won't leave me be

Do I curl up and cry,

or scold myself in the mirror

My eyes are both dry,

but nothing is clearer 

My head's a child's room

after they've played

My heart's in a box -

the walls that I've made

I push on blindly,

It all looks okay

I stop for a second,

The strands are all frayed

Like a wildfire to others,

nothing stands in my path

Black all around me,

everything turned to ash

But you stand right beside me,

you've stayed through it all

I know when I trip

you won't let me fall

My fires haven't burned you,

they instead warmed your skin

You're climbing the walls

my heart is trapped in

I hope one day you'll reach it

or I'll be set free

I'll put out the flames

that've always surrounded me

Until then It torments

all that I think

A curse and a gift, 

truth whenever I blink

I hate It so much,

but It's my favorite thing

It wants me to suffer,

but allows me to sing

This game of hot and cold 

keeps me alive

and no matter what

I will always survive.