Plethora [Of Poetry]

24

TO CAST YOUR CARES TO THE WIND

Look, over here!
It's me, your best friend, remember?

And it's true I want to help,
I'll do my best.
But if you keep refusing,
You'll end up drowning in stress.

Hearing from you,
Day after day,
I want to tell the devil,
"Stay the heck away!"

And I want to take
And throw away
That disgusting voice
On display.

And I wish I could help,
And at least I can say that I tried.
But I can't help,
Or at least you're not listening, hands tied.

Rag doll,
Sinner,
Disgusting,
Monster.

Tell me every name you dig up.
"Why am I not good enough? I'm such a failure."
Every day I hear that phrase,
You're killing your own future!

So tell the devil fuck off
And tell him to leave
Tell him to stop
The cuts under your sleeves

And I'm tired of talking,
Saying the same things.
One day you'll see,
You can fly with your wings.

And I don't want to see
You down in the dumps.
Wallowing in your sorrows,
Won't pull you out of the slumps!

And I'm sick and tired
Of waiting for that devil to die,
Can I stab him to death?
No you too will say goodbye.

Stop doing this to yourself
You're ruining me too,
Throw the blades away,
You're perfect, it's true!

Stop scolding yourself,
Stop telling lies
Stop cutting your arms
Hiding pain inside.

And stop torturing,
Living in guilt.
Stop thickening the wall
You've already built.

And stop crying,
Stop denying,
Keep on trying,
It's a new beginning.

And to the devil that owns
Everyone that breathes the air
Oxygen that flows
Everywhere,

I pray to God,
You will be gone,
So I can celebrate
Love Yourself and more.