You'll probably never read this,
just like you'll probably never forgive your family.
But I want you to know I care about you
a lot more than I'll ever let you know.
And if there's anything I want to say,
it's that on the days you feel alone,
on the days you glance at that razor,
on the days you forget to bite that bitter tongue
and you let the jumbled, misused words fall out,
the ones that spawn from a traffic jam of a brain of yours,
on the days you lose yourself
in a pit of rejection and loss you've made yourself a home in,
on the days you feel tired and isolated,
I may not be able to carry you
but dear friend, on those days,
always,
I will walk with you.
