In the beginning
I could have saved you.
In the beginning
If I had seen.
In the beginning
If I had stopped you
Then here, in this moment
This wouldn't be
---
But I was distracted
By my own little problems
So I don't notice
You dying inside.
And here, in this moment
It's too late to try
I can't do a thing
To make it alright.
---
So all I can
Do
Is hold you
Close
And try to be the friend that I
Wasn't before.
---
Is let you curl up
Small
Face buried in my
Hoodie
Sobbing in a tiny little
Heartbreaking way.
---
All I can
Do
Is let you
Rest
And whisper pointless phrases
In your ear.
---
And let you
Cry
And wish that
I
Could promise it'll be
Alright.
---
Please let it be
Alright.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
