When I first met a person like you I thought you'd treat me like I wasn't me
Like i wasn't meant to be
But then I look back and think of how wrong I was
Because you my friend, are the only one who truly knows how I feel
How hurt and damaged I am but I do not seem to appear
You kept me from going into a dark place that night
Even if I gave a you quite a fright
Your name rings in my head as I weep
Wanting to reach out but not wanting to say a peep
You welcomed me with open arms, even if I'm broken
And to that I thank you for letting me be open
YOU ARE READING
Late night poems
Thơ caThis is just some poems I write at the late hours of the night Enjoy feel free to comment This will be about mental health and I will put trigger warnings if needed
