Peace Long Overdue

I don't like myself anymore.
I can't go on living sore.
Just one cut, maybe two
And this will all be through.

I've made a cage and locked myself inside.
I just take my feelings and run and hide.
This is all too true.
Caging that which flew.

I'm feeling old.
The bars of this iron barrier are cold.
So cold I'm blue.
You have not a clue.

I've done everything before; nothing is new.
This is the same with everything I do.
Except for you.
You are fresh and new.

The only thing I want is something.
Right now all I have is nothing.
If I could just have one thing.
It would be you.