a warning sign in front of my eyes
crimson red, ocean blue, pitch black
but i know you're just hiding it
behind your faked smile
a perfect disguiseevery day you see the darkest sun rise
it's shouting in your face
the shadows too forthright
but don't you know
how much i despise?
all these sobs, emitting silent criesbecause i don't want this to be
one of the last goodbyes
the competition is too strong
all you do is destroy me
a wreck
please, i don't want us to run this race
we're the same pace
i just want you by my side.please, for all i ask.
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THERAPY SESSION
Poetrybut what do you expect from a therapy session? poetry & prose