Trade your heart with mine,
Both chipped and damaged.
Give me your pain,
Let me guide you to a smile.
Come into my arms.
Independent,
But you want my protection.
Protect me,
My thoughts grow louder without your voice.
Think of me.
Dusk till dawn,
Thoughts of you swim through my brain.
No pacifist,
But I crave your peace.
I want to breathe you,
Bathe in your presence.
I value time,
My seconds are wasted when not spent on you.
Your beautiful mind,
Hidden behind a curtain of self doubt.
Be yourself.
Eight billion people,
And I'd rather be alone,
Than be with anyone else.
-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind