you mean the world to me
cliché it may seem to be
but don't worry this isn't that same old poetry
maybe one day you wake up and realize this isn't the life you want to be living. like life is stopping all the things from happening.
maybe one day you wake up and think you aren't worthy. that no matter what you do you always end up weary.
maybe one day you feel like giving up, like the pain, the problems aint gonna stop. maybe one day you feel like you're not yourself, like an old book left on a shelf.
maybe one day you wake up and you feel like you don't matter, that every breath you take your broken pieces are even more broken—they're shattered.
maybe one day all the pain you burried inside suddenly come to you like waves. maybe one day, just one day, you'll feel lost. dont worry, you mean the world to me.
made this poem for someone who meant the world to me but i guess i wasn’t his.