You're worth
the unfathomable number
of stars in the sky.
You're worth,
every raindrop falling
nearby.
You're worth every molecule,
that makes you,
you.
You're worth all of that,
and so much more too.
Without you,
the world would be off kilter.
An alternate universe,
with a worse filter.
Without you,
so many would be covered
with a veil of sorrow.
And without you,
the world would be dark tomorrow.
Without you,
nothing would ever stay.
Hundreds of worlds,
would collapse,
through connections and circumstances,
and few would be okay.
Without you,
the world would cease to be bright.
So please,
don't kill yourself tonight.
Or tomorrow.
Or the next.
Or anytime.
It's worth it to keep living.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
