seems so easy in my dreams
in my nightmares, maybe not
i can feel my ears get really hot
waking up, ripping at the seams
you dont even have to open your mouth
for me to know how much you love me
like hero and sidekick, like bark to a tree
couldnt ever stand if things go south
you helped me see the light in myself
rest easy for me, youve done your part
and youve done so much to warm my heart
i wouldnt ever put you up on the shelf
i dont really understand how youve done it
but youve made everything seem
so much less bleak when i feel weak
i can hear your voice when im about to cry
i can see your words when i close my eyes
when i get up early i wait for you like the sun
with you, i just cant pretend
i hope youre here till the end
i make poems about you to escape
i promise you we'll see the world
but first i want to see you
i want everyone to see us
in our flowy dresses
trying to be serious
but we're just a mess
ill always love you
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
