Catch me

Help me I am falling.
I can not take a stand.
My hand is getting weaker,
upon this sea of land.

I pull and claw and cry,
trying to break free.
The well of love is leaking,
and it is leaving me.

Tears of sorrow run
along a path so used,
That they know the distance,
of every road they choose.

I'm tired of this feeling.
I wish it would go away.
One moment I am happy,
the next one makes me sway.

Tired of my musing,
sick of my saddened word?
I'm sorry to upset you,
I'd stop them if could.

I would rest my worn pen,
and store it really tight,
if you'd only take a moment,
and give me back what's right.

I'd not say a word,
if you would look and see,
how much my life will change,
if you'd start loving me.

Why can't a heart break free,
of a loved one holding out?
Why can't I just disappear,
and find the one that counts?