They often find me sitting alone . They don’t know I share my seat with intrusive thoughts . I don’t like to sit alone . They don’t know it’s the safest place where I can be me .
Losing the urge to not cry everyday I’ve been ticking off everyday I’m losing battles I don’t wish to give up but I am giving up on my emotions every day
Weak in front of someone , strong in front of other, hiding tears no longer bother . His friends are my friends. I wish I could say, before it all collapses , and finally ends.
How will he wonder it is his last time . The last time he will breathe . The last time he will touch his beloved . The last time he will call someone’s name , and will swallow all of the pain .