Dear Mitch
You are the
Realest part of me
Even though you don't exist

Nobody accepts you, and
I am sorry
Sorry you won't find the
Happiness we deserve

I am holding on
Mostly for you to
See if you will
Thrive in a world I'm floundering in

I know parts of you
Mitch, you are happy
Living in a body that is scar free

You have a future
One beyond your
Twenties and Thirties
You have a zest for life
One that I am losing

This body
This life
It's yours to take
I need you

I hope one day
The world understands
Why you are so much
Better more
Deserving
Of this life than me