i understand that i don’t understand.
and that the burden you carry,
is from reasons i cant comprehend.
i realize that some days are just another 24 hour period
that seems to drag on every minute, every second
because all you want is that oblivion that cant be provided.
and every voice, every breath that surrounds you
is another shot in the dark.
but in the dark, your fantasies get so out of hand.
and i just want to tell you that i'm here,
so that when you feel nothing you'll know that i'm something.
i don’t want to be the one to pick up the shards of glass,
i don’t want to scar my skin on the pieces that fell,
i don’t want to have to heal from the destruction you left.
but i will,
i will, if you fall and if you break.
and i hope you understand that.
YOU ARE READING
this is for you
Randomthis is for you because sometimes when you say you need to talk i sometimes have nothing to say.