Normally when I struggle to write something I never ever share it with the world because it's usually a mess.
For days I have been feeling the suffering of another person who is full of despair - but I don't know who it is. It has weighed on me like a blanket.
sit in a soft chair
and listen to my voice
I need you to know that
you still have a choice
take your fingernails
out of the skin in your wrists
this terrible moment will pass
and you will persist
I know you think that hope isn't coming but the thing is, hope's just usually just late
you are much more than your past sins
this isn't the moment when you give up this is the moment when you finally begin
this raging storm will fade away soon
and then the two of us can reshape your life like as if were a contorting animal balloon
let's bend your one way suffering into a circle so that your story has no true end
don't you give up on your next breath
I need you to stand and fight
grasp a hold of my fat
hand like it's your last rope
and climb back into the light
we need you, we need you
don't you dare try and go
I need you, my love, I need you
so, give me your torn up heart
that together, we can sew
over you that you don't
freely offer it or give
light your past on fire like it's a bonfire and don't be afraid to
finally fucking live
hold on, I'm not
going away
Hold on, I'm right here
Hold on, I'm right here
With you, I will stay
and stay
and stay