Maybe, just maybe
If I'd kept my mouth shut
If I'd never said anything
None of this would have happened
Maybe, if only I'd kept it all to myself
instead of telling you
all the foul, grotesque feelings I dared to have
You'd still feel the same about me
If only I hadn't felt what I felt
If I hadn't done what I did . . .
Perhaps if I hadn't fallen in love
at that moment in time,
or at least if I hadn't admitted to it . . .
Maybe if we'd never met
Never crossed paths,
Just maybe . . .
It wouldn't be so hard today and now
To experience this new feeling
If only I'd gone through with it that fateful day in May
Instead of backing down like a coward
You and everyone else would live easier lives
Perhaps if I'd never come into this world
You wouldn't have to feel this way
And neither would I.
Because now I've burdened you
with the weight of my life on your shoulders
Too heavy to bear,
even for you.
Please don't be afraid
To drop me on the ground
And take off running
As you should have at the start.
It should never be a tree's job to worry
about what happens to a leaf once it falls in the autumn
For when the leaf shrivels and withers away
The tree will grow another in its place,
just as bright and green.
If I am to fall from your branches,
please do not concern yourself
Just let me shrivel and wither away
And promise me you'll grow leaves
That are brighter and greener than me.
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...
