Yesterday, you blocked me.Asked why?
And you said: 'No reason'
And I was like: should I cry?
The answer is no, cause you change by the season.
But when I'll leave, you'll need me.
You'll need me like the breathing air.
You'll search for me in despair.
And I won't be there,
I'll be free, just as I wanna be.
I won't be that scared little hare,
That you don't notice, because I'm just your therapist and not that important,
You're so ignorant...
Guess even best friend ends in end.
It's okay, I'll be okay...At least someday.
When I'll patch up the wounds you made,
When I'll stich them up and be on my way,
When I know you'll miss me on many days and many nights.
When I'll know you'll search for me in all the lights.
When I'll know that you'll regret,
That I left.
But until then,
You can rip me apart,
You can paint with blood the piece of art.
You can lock me with a lock,
Talk to me all night about your crushes and things,
Praying that I will say nothing,
Praying that you will be the only one to say something.
You can do everything.
Make me cry.
You can lie.
And eventually, you will shoot the bird and it will die...
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I'm okay! | A Poetry Book
PoesíaWords I can't say out loud, so I'll just bleed on paper. These poems are therapy for my heart. Everything I'd like to say to that person's face, but I can't.
