Open Heart

thoughts

some days i am reminded that
i don't really want to live
and i try to remember the days
i fell in love with breathing
sometimes you love too hard
and you end up shattering
wish i could pick up the pieces
but my arms are heavy
you can't help someone
who doesn't want help
i don't want to live
i don't want it at all
there is a four letter word
left in the high school textbooks
crying out h e l p
but that's not who i am anymore
i don't want help
i don't want to live