Dust.


Paper tears

Glittering fears

Words have never been harder to say.

The idea of you

Makes butterflies flutter

We don't exist in your mind

And that's hard to believe.

Desperately drowning

At the bottom of everything

Pressure becomes unbearable

Can't ever give up

It's an easy option

It hurts to take.

Life-

It can get in the way

Emotions scribbled down hastily

In the middle of the night

Don't know

If we'll make it to dawn.

Leaving is inevitable

Being scared is probable.