Dear Self, Stay With Me
I miss the days when I was bulging Not with grief, but with hope But now all I have is myself My burning thoughts which don’t help me cope People, situations, events and time Are not in my hands Yet it stings like sour lime I want my control back Yet I see the cracks The words that still hurt The spark I want back I wish I could feel strong and grow With no shame, no pain that shows Yet I continue to crumble each day Wishing that I still stay.