When you aren't feeling your best,
I want you to lie here on my chest.

And hear my heart beating,
And know that it's beating for only you.


I'll run my fingers through your hair,
To let you know I truly care.

And you could close your eyes,
Forgetting everything that you despise.

I want to see what you see.
I want to spend one day being you.
And see all of the things you see,
And how you see them.
But most of all,
I want to see how you see me.
Because then maybe I could understand,
How someone like you would want someone like me.

whatever gets you through your days,
do it.

if it's that late night walk with your pack of cigarettes that you bummed off a drunken homeless man,
do it.

if it's that blade you've thrown away numerous times but always find yourself digging through that bathroom trash to retrieve the comfort it once gave you,
do it.

if it's that alcohol that you stole after waiting for hours for your parents to finally go to sleep,
do it.

and do it until you can't do it anymore.
do it until it fixes you.
or do it until you realize there are better ways.

but if it helps you,
**do it.

what is the point,
of having a brain,
if we only use parts of it,
ever so often?