letters and all that

the darkness that looms over

there are times,
inevitable moments,
where I forget my worth,
and I hide from the world.

there are times,
when I try to get over—
my insecurities and flaws,
while smiling,
wide to the world.

there are times,
that I suppress my cries,
and I fake my smile,
for the happiness,
of the person— my world.

there are times,
I wake up on midnights,
and I question my worth,
because I felt too unloved,
and I saw that your laughter,
weren't because of me anymore,
and I suddenly realize,
she is now your home...
your world.