Once used for lovers ,
From one end to another ,
Now used by the one who suffers ,
Who cannot afford a future .
Letters ,
Once a love language ,
Exchanged at alters .
Now used by the damaged ,
To say goodbye on their last days ,
As they were challenged,
To see another day .
Letters that once brought happiness,
Now only bringing sadness ,
As they fade into their sleepiness ,
Of madness .
Letters to say goodbye,
Chest full of fear,
As you read the reasons why ,
So unclear yet so sincere ,
They'll no longer bear another year .
1st April 23
