First then the second,
let gather for my recompense.

I didn't hear myself,
I didn't make sense.

Hours, days and years.
I cry because of pain of my fears.

My friends make me alive
but I'll die because of the
internal pain that I was
next in line for.

I wanted this to be a one time thing,
it keeps coming back to say hello.

Please, go away.


You take my time away,
you make me feel guilt,
I replenish for the next welt.  
Just to cry again for overthinking.
Am I overacting because I'm crashing?


Love is a blessing but it'll smite my knees
and I'll fall again to get back up to

start all over again.