Coping
I warm myself with these words
Preventing myself from getting hurt
And I cannot learn
Because nobody turns
For I am not myself but instead the future urn
And my stomach hurts
From her texts
I cannot check if it was meant
And it hurts my head
To think myself better dead
But my lips stay closed
I don't want to be a dread
I sing to myself
Because nobody will help
And she's the one who caused my frozen heart to melt
But melted too quick did she
Because this cup of love has hardened in freeze
Believe the words of the late me
I am not myself
A new person I call thee
And everytime I wake up
I shake and quake
And feel that this cannot be real
I should not feel this way so why prevail
Just waiting for my heart to fail.
Thank you for listening.
But our time is near
And I hope you find happiness
Because I am forever in fear
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