will you let me paint a smile on your face?
in all the pretty colors?
would that make you happy?
I've seen you at the lowest of lows.
the deepest of the deep.
underground, 6 feet under.
i want to bring you up to where i can see you.
up to my pen,
to write you how much you mean to me.
in a way, i care.
i care so much it hurts.
it astonishes me.
especially if you don't feel the same for yourself.
you're worth happiness.
no matter how much darkness it took for you to get there.
YOU ARE READING
loss for words
Poetryevery day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, b...
