i see you
i am telling you
you are not
just a ghost
that walks around aimlessly
throwing tables and lamps and glass
just to be heard
because you are so
vibrant in every
way there is possible
and when i tell you
i understand how
alone
and
scared you feel
i mean it
because i have been through
that door so many fucking times
that i've grown used to
the sound of it
slamming shut in my face
and i know that
you don't think anyone
can even hear you
anymore
but i will scream
with every fiber of
my being
until you hear the words
i say
and stop listening to
what everyone else has said
because they don't matter
what matters is
i care so much
that it eats away at me
to see you so lost
so please just
listen to me
when i tell you
that this won't fix anything.
this will form storms and
tsunamis and
floods until the whole world
is crying
out but you won't
be here to see it.
the sun
will be so much darker without you
my tunnel
will be so much longer without you
and
my heart
won't fucking beat without you
so please
listen to me
when i say
stay
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midnight melancholia
Poetryi want to have a reason to paint his sky without my melancholic sighs just a collection of my poems
