Please Comfort Me With You. Poem by Rebekah Rogers

I have a hard time fighting
I have old hopes to die
I have a will for climbing
When there's nothing more to try

I need to feel regarded
I've been used up my whole life
We go to lands uncharted
You love stabs me like a knife

Something in me’s breaking
You show its not the same
I'm scared to death I'm falling
I cant do this all again

You might not understand it, I wouldn't want you to
I'm scared for you my darling, please comfort me with you.