Mayday

Mayday! Mayday!
The ship is slowly sinking
They think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling
They're all around me,

She bent crouched low to the ground on her knees arms above her head sheilding the blows from landing on her. Each swing was a shuddering pain. The anger bubbled inside of her. She was so ready, so eager to get this over with. She wanted to defend herself to fight back!

Circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors

Their scolding jeers cut her skin, made her bleed. Made her ache to the point she thought there is no lower to fall. That this was the bottom of the agonizing years. She could go no further. She cried crimson tears streaming down her cheek, through her hair. Trembling with rage and fear. So much fear had controlled her for years. Her silence throughout their stinging words was her strength...they would win. They would only ridicule her more for attempting to hold her own...They always won..

Wash away my colors

Deep inside the confines of her mind a voice calm and clear called out. She recognized this melodic voice and chose to ignore it. It calls out tempting her mind. Tipping the balance. Promising the put an end to the pain inflicted upon her. Promising to make her stronger..

Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay (okay, okay)

That reassuring tone is enough for her to trust. That's all she wants. Strength against them, against the bullies. Her silence had long been her crutch. Oh, how long had she wished to be the stronger one..and now...

We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away (away, away)

With a tormented shriek she clutched the sides of her head fingers twisting into her hair gripping tightly. She felt as though her mind was being torn to shreds, like acid was being poured into her ears burning every fiber of her being. The voice grew louder more defiant when she tried to push it back. The jeers continued accusing her, mocking her actions, calling her insane. The blows became harder jarring her concentration of holding back this...this..

Save me if I become
My demons
I cannot stop this sickness taking over

Upon hearing her strained reply to become stronger, less vunerable. It pushed itself out of the depths of her mind fighting to reach the surface. On the outside she  seemed to be fighting with herself confronting the evil yearning to show...she had wanted this for years...

It takes control and drags me into nowhere
I need your help, I can't fight this forever
I know you're watching,
I can feel you out there

Engulfed in inky darkness she floats suspended in nothing but everything is fine. Everything is fine.  

Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay (okay, okay)
We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away (away, away)
Save me if I become
My demons
Take me over the walls below
Fly forever
Don't let me go
I need a savior to heal my pain
When I become my worst enemy
The enemy
Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay (okay, okay)
We are one in the same