I'm weak in so many ways
But I've heard and seen of weaker
We're on the same journey of discovering ourselves
And each time we stumble and fall
Each time we lose
We remember why we keep enduring in the first place
Because it saddens me that I can't help you
That each day you live your life so weakly
That you struggle
To even keep breathing
I sit blankly before you
My heart in my hands
No words spoken
But a loving atmosphere
I hope you make it through
Because only you can walk across the bridge
I can only love you
But only you can save you
YOU ARE READING
The Chronicles Of My Mind
PoesíaWith the gaping void inside of my heart, I lift my pen and splatter its ink. Letters, words, sentences and paragraphs. Emotion too immense to utter, seeking empathy, the tears fall one by one, then oceans. A poem- the result of such melancholy.
