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.