Bookends

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I cry far too much

My face swollen with tears

My heart throbbing with hurt

You cannot cry and so

You envy me

And I don’t know why

But I want to know what hurts you

What deeply harms your soul

I want to help you feel okay, make you feel whole

I want to know what scares you

I want to help chase your fears far away

Why you can’t cry

Why I cry way to much

And yes, crying occasionally is helpful

Crying to much is truly not

As you point out

“I guess we are bookends”

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Hold on, Hold on to me

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Vibrations in my brain, incorrectly wired
Sending all these input and outputs until I’ve rapidly perspired
Agony
Screaming that’s so loud only I can hear it
But it’s deafening
Then silence
And me
Alone
On my bed
Crying
Hold on, Hold on to me