Keep me where the light is

I’m sorry for a lot of things, so many that I wish I could remember them all. Just so that I had the chance to actually apologise properly.

I’m about a few minuets away from leaving everything, giving up & relapsing. Then out of nowhere you appear and it’s like I’m some sort of bait on the end of a fishing line, you reel me in and cast out constantly, but I don’t think you know you’re doing it. You don’t even know you’re holding the line, and metaphorically speaking the water is fucking freezing, it ain’t fun. I haven’t even thought about cutting and then just today BAM it there, it’s been ages since I cut like months! I figured this might be it and I’m past all this but today has gave me doubts, big doubts.