I can't see it but
I can feel it
Feel it's coldness it's chill
I can feel the death in its heart
If it has one at all
I can feel it hanging off my shoulders
Trying to pull me down
And into the grave
People walk past and ask
'Hey are you alright?' I shrug
And way, 'yea I'm fine'
I do this because they won't understand
Won't understand me
Won't understand him
I fake that I'm fine over and over
But I'm tired of faking
I feel like I'm breaking
Breaking from the weight of him
Breaking from the expectations
Breaking from social media
Breaking from being me
I want someone to look me in the eyes
And say, 'I know you're not ok'
And just hold me, make me feel safe
I want someone I can trust and
Talk to without feeling like I'm
Wasting their time, but I can't
Because there is no one like that
Because the demons in my head
Are too big, too much
For anyone to handle
For anyone to help with
I care too much so
I lose too much
I trust too much so
I get hurt
I love too much so
They leave.
*Author's note*
Yea I wrote this in class sorry if it's bad
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