Baby put the bottle down,
your starting to make me frown.
I don't know how to tell you its all in your head.
Im afraid I'll loose you to this delusion,
games you make in your head.
It kills me your nearly dead,
and I just can't seem to find the place where you confine.
And in a moment I'm not sure I know who you are,
or where you have gone.
Home, is in you.
Look outside into yourself,
you know you, remember.
Just be you, forget about the rest.
Incomplete, but you're your missing piece.
You know best.
This poem is dedicated to a loved one.