If it makes you feel any better,
I'll keep myself from speaking of death,
and how my absence would make this place a better place.
I'll make myself smile during the long screwed up nights,
just to keep myself sane.
I'll let my head sleep when it feels too tired to exist.
I'll let you be my happy pill that cures the sadness in me.
I'll stop painting my sleeves red.
I'll do it all, darling, if it makes you feel any better.
But just in case I failed,
I'd leave you a last note with tear and ink stains,
Just to tell you that I tried my best,
And hope you understand that this was never in my hands.
3 comments:
Beautiful..!!
No... :(
This one made me sad.
Well-expressed.
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