Even on the holiest of nights,
I feel depth, and lengthy depression
can seep in at any moment

If I let her feel me,

we will begin to succumb to her territory

I will embrace her, and feel for what is (and what isn't)
He will lie to me,
And I will lie to myself (about him)

Help me to believe that this will all just be put on pause,

I cannot think to breathe when i begin to follow suit,