Put down those burden my dear
Share with me your sour fruits
I know you’ve reached saturation
With all hopeful thoughts
That darkness seeps in you like black ink

But put down that knife my dear
I can see the light you still yet cannot
The warm biscuits and rose red tea
That sits on your peaceful porch
Where you will smile upon the little laughters

I hope you are well my dear
But its alright if you’re not
Your strength will become you
Your darkness grows only empathy
And you will be more beautiful from it

I hope you bloom one day
With patience and kindness to yourself
A gentle soul you are
And a raging force you will be
Sincerely, your guardian angel.

I apologize for my bluntness
The ruthlessness of my words
But i think you need to know

That you did not nurture me
The way you think you’re the savior
But slowly instead, you are the poison

You wish to save me from.

In my black ink your love shines bright
That the same fire that build our warmth

Burns a fiery death.

The lark sings a pretty song
I lived to hear it
And I am grateful always

For such a little blessing
That I have only scratched the surface of this world
And already feel so overwhelmed

Sometimes i think
if the sun will ever shine the same
knowing it will never land on your face again.

I put your tiny shoes back in the closet
never cleaning off the dirt
that contained all your laughs.

Happy souls
so happy to leap into earth
what happened between then and now?
that made your frown so deeply carved into your skin?

Well i hope you are better now
happy soul
i hope you are better now.

i still miss the way you hum when you brush your hair
the little furrowed brow you do when washing the dishes

you should've seen your mother's face
so empty that it would break your heart too.

i shouldve known something was wrong
when you said goodbye instead of goodnight.

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