I know that sometimes it hurts to breathe
and that your overwrought thoughts
could eat you alive
Living feels like a chore
and I understand what it's like
to want to liberate yourself from your own skin
I too have sat crouched in the corner
of the shower
water on full blast to drown out the sounds of my already unheard cries
I have been where you are
I have felt what you feel everyday
And honey
I know this place is a bleak one
and that your emotions are parasites
feeding on your core
but believe me
please believe that it gets better
and life goes on
Right now the future appears fatal
but that is only if you allow it to be
unfortunately this world
stops for no one
even as the monsters of our minds
continue to torment us
we must carry on
if I have anything to do with it
you will not become a bygone
an old Polaroid photo abandoned in a box
a nameless face in history
if I have to
I will sling you over my shoulder
and carry you to the light that is at the end of this hell of a tunnel
because the light is there
and you are far more lovely
than you know
