Wrapped up inside
of questions and the vague
outline of fears
It's probably nothing
I'm too young to die
but people have
I want to be scared
and honest
but it's hard to do
No one wants to talk
when they think
they might lose you
So this ungolden silence,
held tight in my chest,
it's the only sound
The echoing quiet
the rolling absence
the nothing of it all
How do you say I love you
when no one want to hear
because that could also mean goodbye?
I'm not trying to be pessimistic
I just want truth
because...
What if's aren't always a luxury
sometimes they're just fact
which could be a doctor's next word
Just because I bring luck
doesn't mean
I get to keep it
I'm trying to hold out hope
with no one to hold on to
Or someone to say they hear me
Just hear me
Acknowledge that I'm scared
and that this is real
because I'm tired of standing in this quiet alone
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You aren't alone. You're never alone.
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