you push me to face things i turn away from
but i am not ready

what i would give
to reach into the darkness
and grasp your hand
to pull you into a better place

i cannot see you,
i cannot find you
just reach out to me
and place your palm against mine

i will pull you here
into my shaded sunlight
and we do not have to be alone.

sometimes i get stuck in the place
between exhaustion and hopelessness
where i can't muster up the energy
to release my agony in hot tears
so it builds up inside of me,
bubbling, brimming, boiling,
waiting to make its debut

tell me what i can do to make it better

i miss you.

i wish you all the best
and i don't say that bitterly

i hope the grass grows greener
and the skies stay clear for you,
i hope you find what you were looking for

you always know the right things to say
it is such a shame i cannot hear them anymore

how can i say that i don’t feel like myself when i am not sure of who i am

you’ve dismissed any idea that i have spoken
so i have started dismissing myself