How can someone like you
Hurt so much
And still never let anyone in
to heal you?
I've long dreamed
Of being able to wipe away those foul memories
The chilling reminders
Of a past you can't shake.
Of a pain you can't dull.
And I've long tried
to be someone you can come to
when you can't
catch a break
from those aching memories.
It slowly eats away at me
that I can't do as much for you
as you've done for me.
If you could just
Open a window
Let in the breeze
Listen to the wind.
May it carry my voice to you.
If you'd only
Open the door
Talk to me
Let me listen without speaking.
May you be strong enough to cry.
If you'd
Open your heart
Let me in
Let me be your remedy
May you find peace and comfort.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryJust a few poems I put together throughout quarantine because I had nothing better to do with my life. Quick warning, some of these deal with dark themes and mental illnesses, such as suicide and self-harm. If you are sensitive to these sorts of top...
