Tacenda ➵ poems

self-love (pt. 2)

Remember that day
You watched the sun set
And waited for the sun rise
Heart heavy with dread
Mind drowning with death
Full of despair
Begging for god to care
You’ve only learned to love yourself
Spending money for a box of repair
To patch up the gap within the belt
But it wasn't enough
The gap was bleeding
Dripping through the rough
We kept pretending it was nothing
For wrinkles were caused by frowning
Until the day came it was agonizing
To ignore the hole ever expanding
And everything came exploding
With heart palpitations
And sudden revelations
“I can’t breathe” you told mother
Fearing your heart would falter
For the first time in forever everything mattered
Our lives flashed before our eyes to gather
It was worth living for all after
Death seemed near
One wrong move and everything will tear
Limbs numb with fear
We stood up against our will
To get the help we’ve craved for so real
Every moment later
Each second felt faster
Like a shadow was about to run over
But nothing ever came
Waited for so long for something we couldn't bare
Only to find out it wasn't fair
Like an old lover we're always forced to share
Nothing was ever ours
Hell even self-love was rare
Went on a self-destructive path
Hiding behind an obvious wrath
And right there and then a lesson was told
No matter what we do there will always be loathe
Not even with our fingers in our throat
Holding on another note
That one day we will find growth
And stop seeking for votes