The moss in your eyes,
Sees through all my lies
I’m terrified of letting you in.
Don’t know where to begin.
I wanted this to be a happy poem.
But I'm too broken.

Me, a tapestry of scars.
Beautiful in its own way.
You, a mystery behind bars,
your smile more radiant than day.

Key to your heart.
In my hands from the start.

We were never related by blood,
Yet you loved me like your own.
You were always there,
When everything was dark,
And you offered me a spark
Soon you’ll be gone.
And I dread the days to come.

I’ve been feeling blue.
So many stories I hide from you.
I want to crack that shell,
since alone for me is hell.
I want to be in your mind,
to be in your life.
To share my world with you
would make me less blue.

The hospital light that shone
The self-destructive sickness I could never mend
When I tried It made everything worse
I never saw how many it hurt
I let my love for you turn sour
When our friendship should’ve blossomed like a flower

I’m afraid of the dark,
of the nights that leave me drenched in sweat.
I’m afraid of the world,
of the days that ravage my insides.
I’m afraid of my world without you,
but I will have to make do.

The light you shed
Makes me burn,
I expected it to send aid;
Instead, it made me fade.
Without it, I’d be nothing again
And I’d shatter like porcelain.
The light you send makes me want to turn
Away, for all the radiance you shed,
Makes me burn.