sometimes
i don’t know what to write

yet you’re here
right
reading these words
i pulled them out of my head last night
tried to make it right
sounding quite nice,
rhyming should suffice
right

doesn’t matter that
i lied
and i cried
and maybe i died

- but blood aside

as long as you read these words that i write
i know myself to be alive
i know you will treasure this
all of the feelings i hide