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all for you
i crush my cigarette in the ash tray one last time one last time i feel the sweet heavy burden on my chest we weren't meant to live forever, i heard someone say steel resolve pulses through my veins i may not live forever...
...but i won't leave her to face it all alone
it's all for you, i cry with silent tears to meet your needs and ease your fears a child inside breaks the strain of too much reality i never asked to be born, he whispers painfully i did not ask for this...
...i stand silently and awkwardly allowing the moment of weakness to pass before changing the subject to ease the tension
it's not that truth is so bad... no... not really it's that lies are so much more comfortable it's that life is hard enough when you're keeping track of lies even without adding the burden of truth
in the background, a child's cry can still be heard softly now, rhythmic like a rocking chair gently caressing and soothing itself with misery
it's all for you, i heard her say i'm waiting, softly waiting, hoping you will make it to me hoping for what could and will be