The month’s about up
I didn’t think i’d survive this
and yet i’ve managed.
Drowning in salt tears
You took me out of the sea
Cleansed with faint kisses.
I am so grateful
For your patience and your help
I’m quite difficult
Stubborn, sensitive,
A hard person to console
And yet you managed
To remind me just
What it is like for someone
You care lots about
To exist, be real;
Fresh air inside my frail lungs
I feel quite alive.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC
The month’s about up
I didn’t think i’d survive this
and yet i’ve managed.
Drowning in salt tears
You took me out of the sea
Cleansed with faint kisses.
I am so grateful
For your patience and your help
I’m quite difficult
Stubborn, sensitive,
A hard person to console
And yet you managed
To remind me just
What it is like for someone
You care lots about
To exist, be real;
Fresh air inside my frail lungs
I feel quite alive.
