I wonder if I can handle all of this
After I've bitten my lips raw,
if I can keep up with it.
Before my flesh starts to bleed,
Before I turn into dust ,
Before my nails break my skin ,
And my heart begins to weep.
I wonder every day
What will make me stay?
If I'll stay in the hearts of the people I've met
Or in the wounds I've caused.
What will make me stay?
My good grades?
Or the cocoa I've made for my brother when he was sick?
What will make me linger?
The money I don't have?
Or maybe,the kisses I gave you?
I hope I stay in your mind
That my memories bleed into yours
And you don't forget about me,
Even if my body and soul are away from yours.
-Toffi
YOU ARE READING
Little Me
PoetryAfter all I've lived,is it enough? I do want to live,I just don't wanna feel like this. I hope these little snippets of my mind bring you comfort.